This is a song about "Movement"

And drastic movement of people acting stupid

And tired of his shit and tries to just split

Start a fucking movement maybe spark a revolution

I give him a helpin' hand, bring him out to thugz mansion

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

They just be eager for money they ain't trynna jesus' mother

I want to tie her body up and throw her in my basement

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

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

So if he die, and came back, would he try to save rap

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

Without my crew and me, slurring words and spitting so loosely but its so fast its

Im courtside, wizard game

They movement shit, that's a potty train

I work hard for everything i get

And drastic movement of people acting stupid