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

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

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

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

Where i free the people from being a colony

Yo sprawled out on the field and not moving

She floating round winners, now your bitch you losing

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

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

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.

I hit that pipebomb with a slam and im talking free

Tonight she gon' fuck with mei beated up that pussy

And now all i remember from being lil a wee lad

See girl you are stronger then the strongest drug i ever had

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

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that