This is a song about "Moving on"

So, i'm moving on to the next competitor to experiment like i've got a beaker.

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

But you giving up my resolution is music moving

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

Rap was his only hope, like weapons shooting, seconds moving

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Moving on makes the best progress, nonsense,

I can taste the salt from my tears

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Someone you love but stay focused and moving

They locking us up for the drugs that we doing

Got the party hype now let's keep it moving

I'm here tryin' to pull you through

Moving in a fuckin slew

Good little girl who kept on moving from town to town

Start climbing up the charts, so sick, but they tried to clown