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

This is known as a classic, yeah that chapped lips crack shit

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

Haha niggas murdered this shit, know what i'm saying

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

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

Yo sprawled out on the field and not moving

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

But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips

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

And now all i remember from being lil a wee lad

Good little girl who kept on moving from town to town

They say i’m special as devin hester on fourth down

High heel wearer, hell of a body

Fuck a bail bonds got cash on deck to get free

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

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