This is a song about "Please move on"

So cool, my bitch got no shoes

Im always on the move,

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

You gotta move on find a better one

Semi's on the floor, please shut the door/

That's just the beginning of war

Mood constantly on the move

Zero options to choose

Tell em move on over their time is through

When i get to warwick avenue

Married to this rap shit, tell em' throw the rice

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

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

Ride presidential got me feeling like obama