This is a song about "Movement"

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

I'm the c.e.o. of diplomat records, i sign myself

Start a fucking movement maybe spark a revolution

I ain't bitter my nigga, i respect your position

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

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

Stuntin' in some other jordan nines

Sethered your spine, your movement lines

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

And drastic movement of people acting stupid

A good head on her shoulders, i need to feel that

My criteria ain't even that serious

The judas movement back to a christian love.

My mom is all i have so it's never meet the parents

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