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

Chillin' with homies and family

Sitting on a tree, because we were so free

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 getting money is the song i sing

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

Competition i ain't winning but admit it, i'm still in it though

To being a being and beating the back roads and being #it

And they say i'm over heads cuz they don't understand... that

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry

Fuck a bail bonds got cash on deck to get free

Me, on my knees, praying to stop being a slave and waiting,

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing