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

Fuck a bail bonds got cash on deck to get free

Third ward general, young cash money

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

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

Let her free from a misguided assumption

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

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

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

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

We the squad, young folarin, out that maybach mob

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

And don't perform after him or you might regret

3 billion guys, competition keeps on moving

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