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

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

I hit that pipebomb with a slam and im talking free

Bought a brand new car for my after party

Fuck a bail bonds got cash on deck to get free

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

Rhyming ma feeling from a to da z now am free

3 billion guys, competition keeps on moving

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

You snap my chains and free my mind from its enslavement

You be chickens like smokey tripping off angel dust

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

Chickens and waffles instead, and right back to this balling shit

Sitting on a tree, because we were so free

Once mr. woods was all good, now a nigga only

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