This is a song about "Moving on from a breakup and being free"

Now i'm on the road and moving so i can spread my music

And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

3 billion guys, competition keeps on moving

Everybody judge you for being something, never can get free from the hate and violence

About to have another baby, like a rose from the concretegrowing within, blessed with twins

Yo sprawled out on the field and not moving

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

If you can't follow the context save yourself from being a fool and just go

Half these niggas working now, they knocked it down, they're going back

And now all i remember from being lil a wee lad

Where i free the people from being a colony

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

And i keep on moving like nothing wrong