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

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

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

Im moving on from ex , but i get jealous , am i a hypocrite?

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

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

And now all i remember from being lil a wee lad

I didn't take my fucking ritalin, this is a hype track

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.

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

We exclusive, they be talking but they never do shit

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

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

Now i'm free, being a stick up kid is my reality

It's about niggas and bitches, power and money