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

Ah hell not the beast really i don't give a fuck

Just got off a breakup, man that shit's a jaded shakeup/

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

3 billion guys, competition keeps on moving

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

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

Rhyming ma feeling from a to da z now am free

They giving pounds and that before get the money

Fuck a bail bonds got cash on deck to get free

Third ward general, young cash money

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

We're leaving the old mess and moving on to the next

And now all i remember from being lil a wee lad

Bitch i got that fucking swag, you don't know my fucking dad

I hit that pipebomb with a slam and im talking free

But real freaky in tha darkplus i got some enemies, baby