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

I'm a fucking rap god, niggas going wear me being crucified on the cross and

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend

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

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

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

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

A rock to the moving sea, you're nothing, and soon you'll

Odd future here to steer you to what the fuck's cool

Blindfolded my own insecurity was holding me back

And now all i remember from being lil a wee lad

Without a doubt, a sure-fire way to get your mother fucked

You snap my chains and free my mind from its enslavement

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

You say the words that can get me back in focuswhen i was sick as a little kid

If you can't follow the context save yourself from being a fool and just go

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row