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

Good little girl who kept on moving from town to town

Yes, it's the illest bitch around, flawless and brown

Birkin' baby, go merk 'em baby

Sitting on a tree, because we were so free

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

I dont need no chains with no cross to know that i’m blessed

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

Bought a brand new car for my after party

Fuck a bail bonds got cash on deck to get free

Rhyming ma feeling from a to da z now am free

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

I hit that pipebomb with a slam and im talking free

What the fuck i look like, saying i'm sorry