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

Send him the voicemail cause we all the way gone

And i keep on moving like nothing wrong

Haha niggas murdered this shit, know what i'm saying

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

But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips

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

Now i'm free, being a stick up kid is my reality

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money

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

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

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

I just want somebody i can see

Sitting on a tree, because we were so free

Y'all get shot at, homie...i do the shooting

Yo sprawled out on the field and not moving