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

I felt a tear roll down my facethat was daddy's bullet

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

If i'm getting geetchi i can rock three chains on either block

Cause the thought of being free is like a message from god

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

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

Where i free the people from being a colony

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

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

I ain’t e’en tryin’, fool, ho, i ball like private school

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

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

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

Trust me these niggas rushed me for something my cousin probably did

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.