This is a song about "Moving on to better hardware"

Y'all get shot at, homie...i do the shooting

3 billion guys, competition keeps on moving

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Moving to mars, i am, cause i already dominated earth/

But if she ain't gonna smoke it ain't gon' happen

If you have to touch hardware i feel bad for you son

Moving on to better things, to better us, it better bring

Where you gotta give up your lifestyle for everything

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

While everybody got ammunition on deck

If you have to touch hardware i feel bad for you son

Cause when i win this shit free they think i’m oprah's cousin

Good little girl who kept on moving from town to town

Yeah, that my sista and i'm so proud how she hold it down