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

Fuck a bail bonds got cash on deck to get free

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

And getting money is the song i sing

Yo sprawled out on the field and not moving

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

3 billion guys, competition keeps on moving

Cause the thought of being free is like a message from god

Hair weave killer had on louie's in my mug shot

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

And i keep on moving like nothing wrong

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

All i know is bad bitches, i got finally famous with me though

You say the words that can get me back in focuswhen i was sick as a little kid

Im moving on from ex , but i get jealous , am i a hypocrite?

You snap my chains and free my mind from its enslavement

Harder than my dick when taylor swift is in my basement