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

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

But more less the vest i'm comin for ya'll neck

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

Let her free from a misguided assumption

A real live tale about a snitch named haitian jack

And now all i remember from being lil a wee lad

And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby

A star gleaming and its me, my victims screaming to be free

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Fuck a bail bonds got cash on deck to get free

And i keep a fly girl like jenny from the block

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

3 billion guys, competition keeps on moving

Sipping out a cup, a concoction for cruising

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

Where i free the people from being a colony