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

It's hard to live out atlanta with out makin' this a habit

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

I'm paramount, nigga, i am, and you can't be mad

And now all i remember from being lil a wee lad

Where i free the people from being a colony

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

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

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

Someone you love but stay focused and moving

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Told the fucking faculty that he was at a meeting and

You snap my chains and free my mind from its enslavement

Im moving on from ex , but i get jealous , am i a hypocrite?

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

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