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

Yo sprawled out on the field and not moving

Hey you, what the fuck you think you doing

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

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

So, i'm moving on to the next competitor to experiment like i've got a beaker.

Ready to watch? i'm a slip it in the tape deck

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

Where i free the people from being a colony

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

Drunk white girls the only way i'll get my dick sucked

You snap my chains and free my mind from its enslavement

Nigga still tired so i'm yawnin, and now i'm gone

And i keep on moving like nothing wrong

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend

I'm a fucking rap god, niggas going wear me being crucified on the cross and