This is a song about "Moving target"

While you mothafuckas waiting, i be off the slave ship

Pain you'll harvest, cause you're the artist's new target

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Seemed like target, saw my friend named mandy

But you giving up my resolution is music moving

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

They aren't even moving slow,

Down just so we can grow

Moving houses for supposed whores

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

Smack you back in ya place when target ya people//

Rather die making money than live poor and legal

Moving in a fuckin slew

Why we gotta argue