This is a song about "On the move"

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

Now she take advantage of your ass telling u to move on

Still move on that time has passed

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

Lucky seven probably poppa

Move on, life goes on, so let's keep goin', momma

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

That ain't everyday low-level gangstas on stick and move,

Or 5'2" hoopers in light shoes

Mood constantly on the move

Duck duck, say goose

Im always on the move,

Me move to a higher level i'm just sitting on the steps

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

You gotta move on find a better one

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son