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

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Rhyming ma feeling from a to da z now am free

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

Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city

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

It's hard to live out atlanta with out makin' this a habit

Now i'm free, being a stick up kid is my reality

At the same damn time, got these bitches poppin' monkey

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

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

Sitting on a tree, because we were so free

They say i talk like im god body

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

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

Everybody wanna talk cause i'm rappin, they askin me what happened

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