This is a song about "Moving in silence"

Change the pace in which we moving give them something

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

And that ain't shit in poor neighborhoods but middle class silence,

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

They say i need some guidance

Real gangstas move in silence

I'm moving in for the kill, and i've got the trap set,

You know they at home watching lifetime or on the internet

You said i was clingy but spoke of moving in with me.

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

So i keep moving with my movements set in motion, knowing if i keep at it i'll be chosen,

He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like methey call my name out and niggas run

Cause the media is full of dirty tricks

There will be no more sittin in silence,

Attempted to finally silence me,

Birkin' baby, go merk 'em baby