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

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

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

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

I'm a fucking rap god, niggas going wear me being crucified on the cross and

Everybody wanna talk cause i'm rappin, they askin me what happened

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Now i'm free, being a stick up kid is my reality

So even though you overcame doubt and ya livin' ain't bad

And now all i remember from being lil a wee lad

Good little girl who kept on moving from town to town

If it ain’t nothin', a break – uh break- breakdown

And i keep on moving like nothing wrong

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

3 billion guys, competition keeps on moving

She floating round winners, now your bitch you losing