This is a song about "Please move on"

I'ma try to rhyme and get through, i'm documenting the truth

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

Got a killer flow from the llama

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

My nigga o that's like my bro without the same damn mom

At least he knew where to go and how to move on

Felatio fetish, broads know me where i live

Yet i won't cry and move on with my life/

Mood constantly on the move

Mr. cocaine muzik, i’m 100 proof

Y'all know that nigga in the movies

First get on all fours and beg me please

I'll be game relatedgot me strivin' for a million

I move slightly on instinct, she sits away son