This is a song about "Movement"

Forgetting the seasonslames not in my lane

They movement shit, that's a potty train

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

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

What the fuck? gee willikers and no, i'm not drunk

I had to try do somthing to start a movement,

Cry, die, tie, then sigh from relief from bottling up too much grief ever since

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

Unknowing lawmen will hereby make me a movement

I know mario's on the hook, but i was playing duck hunt

With a home girl, best friend, lover, all that

And drastic movement of people acting stupid

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

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

Shawty feinding for love, i be feeding her lust

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