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

A rock to the moving sea, you're nothing, and soon you'll

All the while my mom askin' why i'm truant at school

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

3 billion guys, competition keeps on moving

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

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

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

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

Just got off a breakup, man that shit's a jaded shakeup/

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

Where i free the people from being a colony

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

I hit that pipebomb with a slam and im talking free

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

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit