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

3 billion guys, competition keeps on moving

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

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

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

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

It's no longer a new jack city

Sitting on a tree, because we were so free

Bet i get it quick lick make it backflip outta town with some how you gonna act shit

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

Yo sprawled out on the field and not moving

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

I hit that pipebomb with a slam and im talking free

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably