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

Sitting on a tree, because we were so free

I'm in love with a lady who crazy

Trying to get you hot and wet you know jacuzzi that shit

Now i'm on the road and moving so i can spread my music

They locking us up for the drugs that we doing

3 billion guys, competition keeps on moving

Where i free the people from being a colony

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably

You snap my chains and free my mind from its enslavement

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

Everybody judge you for being something, never can get free from the hate and violence

About to have another baby, like a rose from the concretegrowing within, blessed with twins

Let her free from a misguided assumption

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

I gave ya girl a t-shirt since she gave the whole crew neck

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