This is a song about "Move"

So its time to make the big move

High as shit, i’m in a booth

Pathological liars even know i'm the truth

Lyrics can come straight from within and make stone move/

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

Mathematical mastery, move aside peasantry

Mood constantly on the move

Yea, smoking loud enjoying my youth

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

To improve there's always somebody out there with a better fucking move

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes

I provoke you fools so i can make a move

You gotta pay attention in order to pay dues

How to show improve, so i move like a soldier move.

Uh-huh, no he didn't, stick up, it's a stick and move,

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos