This is a song about "Moving one"

Rap was his only hope, like weapons shooting, seconds moving

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Someone you love but stay focused and moving

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

Not a drink -- two chicks that flip acid fast

Im moving so fast im moving right past,

Moving on makes the best progress, nonsense,

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Moving intrusions in movements

Let me teach you all the sounds of love

All you bitches under us moving like numerators,

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

Keep moving they staying in past tense

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

Got the party hype now let's keep it moving