This is a song about "Moving through forest"

I think i just started some verbal forest fires,

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

I get special attention

Moving pounds wit aggression

If i'm not mistaken you're supposed to be preventing forest fires

Pray to god i don't do some stupid shit and end up in a hearse

To be great, i'm giving it all it takes

The forest looking for those pearly gates.

Moving houses for supposed whores

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

You always say you wasn't ready for no man

Run to the forest like lieutenant dan,

They aren't even moving slow,

Graduated from rosé, addicted to blow

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

But you giving up my resolution is music moving