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

Fuck a bail bonds got cash on deck to get free

And i'll tell you, baby, it was easy

I hit that pipebomb with a slam and im talking free

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

Back washing to my gang, you don't wanna take a sip

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

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

So, i'm moving on to the next competitor to experiment like i've got a beaker.

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

Yo sprawled out on the field and not moving

Someone you love but stay focused and moving

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

You snap my chains and free my mind from its enslavement

I got a penny in my pocket, million in the trunk