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

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

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

Cause i'm thinking me and you could get along

And i keep on moving like nothing wrong

You gotta get off the mound, and put the game down

Good little girl who kept on moving from town to town

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

Lemme see them big titties, don't be actin' sadidy you're not pretty

Fuck a bail bonds got cash on deck to get free

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

Nigga, this nigga's forehead is so fuckin' big

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

Me, on my knees, praying to stop being a slave and waiting,

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

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