This is a song about "Moving pounds of hydro"

I got a thousand bitches, i'm not too good with vows

Especially with stomach growls, absent dads, thunder pounds,

Cause even thugs get lonely, understand

Im moving so fast im moving right past,

They locking us up for the drugs that we doing

Someone you love but stay focused and moving

You said i was clingy but spoke of moving in with me.

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours

The candle had weight, had to of been 3 pounds.

While y’all foreplay i punt that, four downs

No role models, except for them dudes slangin pounds

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

3 billion guys, competition keeps on moving

I flow so sick without inhale hydro

Don't forget the chi though, guns are like a pyro