This is a song about "Movement"

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

Yeah, napoleanpicture me sipping on 1-5-1drunk then a motherfucker

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

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

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

Ha, i'm super freaky, no top on the ghini, no flaw in my diamonds

Why don't you take a sip up on this champagne

They movement shit, that's a potty train

Unknowing lawmen will hereby make me a movement

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

I take a sip of hennessy and then get pissy drunk

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

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

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

This ain't 1992 bullets tumblin' out no nines

Sethered your spine, your movement lines