This is a song about "Move on from the past"

Far away from home

Can't move on the time has shown

Fuck it we on the move, none of use tryna lose

From where they take them old beats and turn em into news

In the past hour, i'm just rebelling from government power.

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

So forget lawrence,the guns,the fightin, and the trappin i rather move on

Past his prime, everything just fell from the cracks

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

My positon on the throne is threatened//i am the future the present and the past//

Cause life's a tasktrying to earn some cash without that burning mass and still i ask

But i'm a hustler, in my heart, trapped is the game

Move from the past to the present on the train

Tell kendrick move from the throne, i came for it

Love lockdown like i am some sort of faggot