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

Let her free from a misguided assumption

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

It's funny how pucci made all the snakes gone

And i keep on moving like nothing wrong

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

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

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

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

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

Of the baby not bein' digested by a fuckin' hungry punk

You snap my chains and free my mind from its enslavement

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

After this eighth be high like out of middle school