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

Hey you, what the fuck you think you doing

Someone you love but stay focused and moving

And i keep on moving like nothing wrong

Cause i'm thinking me and you could get along

Yo sprawled out on the field and not moving

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Tired of making money, i'm on to making history

A star gleaming and its me, my victims screaming to be free

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

3 billion guys, competition keeps on moving

Fuck a bail bonds got cash on deck to get free

Malia family, we the family

We're leaving the old mess and moving on to the next

You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

And now all i remember from being lil a wee lad