This is a song about "Movement"

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

He told me stop fuckin around like a movement of occupants/

The judas movement back to a christian love.

When your dough is the sweetest it's easy to puff puff

I use it and abuse it, yo this music, it's a movement,

You be chickens like smokey tripping off angel dust

I had to try do somthing to start a movement,

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

It's not rape if she liked it / she got excited when i slapped her nice tits

To spot any movement of objects to move with the smoothest of motions

Wale they call me tiger stripes

Sethered your spine, your movement lines

And i've been jotting shit down before i started this movement

Hopefully my dick don't shrivel up, when it's time to bust

They movement shit, that's a potty train

Just plain pat visions with some sick aim