This is a song about "Mountains"

Like gods creating mountains just for us to fucking die

But now that we're free, let's be gone, you got me blazing high

I'm racing pacing these mountains, chasing that evasive fountain

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

About to have another baby, like a rose from the concretegrowing within, blessed with twins

Sinkin shots like i was drinkin non-stop, your shankin and cuttin hapin to head for the mountains

Still hear that laughin' under breath while the orlando police

While our ancestors moved mountains, blazed, and split the seas,

It's moe, all i need is more chips

Yo, i used to live in the mountains

The pen, it hits the paper, move mountains, the ink, it drips,

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Higher than a pair of falcons over mountains

On the highest of mountains

Now it's 6 2's on closed curtains