This is a song about "Why you move away"

Rub my back, then let me lay

If you choose to walk away

You thought,you would get away,

Reading shit my critics say

Like a line full of hoes

Watch you move your flamingos

Cuz the way her eyes glance like they playing in my pants

Reaper why did you take away all of the good bands?

But it ain't gonna matter because you gotta move on

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

Fuck around dawg, get ya head bust

The way you move is different

Whoa, umm, it seems you had a lot to say

You profusely make excuses to think away