This is a song about "Movement"

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

I do not know how that dead body got inside of my trunk

My movement to find the stupid mc's bodies who now lack

So even though you overcame doubt and ya livin' ain't bad

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

My money quite loquacious, so commas riddle my statements

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

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

Start a fucking movement maybe spark a revolution

But a bullet through you would excel for the movement of cells

Nigga with too much to say, you might make a fool of yourself

I like to communicate my movement to grace, no prayers for you, sir

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Hearing this rapper kendrick whirling the words like the movement of worms is what i've learned,

So superb but how am i eating your bars if this rap is getting you served