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

Often wonder to myself where the day's gone

And i keep on moving like nothing wrong

I hit that pipebomb with a slam and im talking free

Last time i check, that was the biggest racist party

Good little girl who kept on moving from town to town

Better make sure you fuck your girl right ‘fore i dick her down

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

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm thru with that shit

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

Someone you love but stay focused and moving

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

Rhyming ma feeling from a to da z now am free

Let her free from a misguided assumption

My talent should take me places i've never been