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

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed

Rhyming ma feeling from a to da z now am free

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty

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

And i keep on moving like nothing wrong

Cause i'm thinking me and you could get along

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

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

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?

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

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