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

And now all i remember from being lil a wee lad

And hold on, we go longyou feel that, we get that

So, i'm moving on to the next competitor to experiment like i've got a beaker.

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

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

You be chickens like smokey tripping off angel dust

M.o.b.! nigga we ridei hit the charts like a stick-up kid

Now i'm on the road and moving so i can spread my music

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

Deep down, i'm an emo fuckin' faggot that's depressed

Yo sprawled out on the field and not moving

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

Someone you love but stay focused and moving

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

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit