This is a song about "Moving on from a breakuo"

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

Yo sprawled out on the field and not moving

A rock to the moving sea, you're nothing, and soon you'll

Told my mama in '03 i ain’t going back to school

I don't give a fuck either like father, like son, i'm done

I'm low-income right now, i'm moving to a shotgun,

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

Still moving forward like a 2 year old

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

She said i love you too, but im moving to texas down south far from here,

Okay he’s gone now, roll her eyes when he whispers in her ear

So i’m warning , don’t you love me for too long

And i keep on moving like nothing wrong