This is a song about "Moving coke"

Whenever there's trouble, viola

Slangin a coke without the cola

And i keep on moving like nothing wrong

Tats all on my arm, these hoes say i'm that bomb

Only thing between me and your bitch is a latex

There's no coke to worry about nigga x3

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck

Im loaded up like a moving truck

Moving houses for supposed whores

Black fours red drop head doors

Keeping me moving forward

Just woke up and screamed, fuck the world

Jim chose to give his work to smash in dough

They aren't even moving slow,

Moving in a fuckin slew

Tinted out, you ain't seeing through