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

This my album, and when your parents try to come around

Good little girl who kept on moving from town to town

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

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

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

You snap my chains and free my mind from its enslavement

If you can't follow the context save yourself from being a fool and just go

All i know is bad bitches, i got finally famous with me though

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Sitting on a tree, because we were so free

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

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

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

I'm the first one to do that i bet you never knew that

And now all i remember from being lil a wee lad