This is a song about "Movement"

Just take them clothes off oh look you got your hair did

And drastic movement of people acting stupid

Unknowing lawmen will hereby make me a movement

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

But what i do know, is that he's real and he lives forever

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

And i ain't really give a fuck, it was like a nigga rushed

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

Through glasses seeing everything as it passes, the work of the jerk in a working world

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

Start a fucking movement maybe spark a revolution

I spit that garden of game, look at the hoes on him

Stuntin' in some other jordan nines

Sethered your spine, your movement lines

They movement shit, that's a potty train

Through all the rain and the pain