This is a song about "Wrong move"

Move around and spread the curse.

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

Even tougher when puffing is wrong

Most times when a liquor all gone

Of course they all hate

We move to every state

Yeah, look here i pay dues

About to make his move

We gonna be all the way gone

I knew there was something wrong.

Watch you move your flamingos

Here they keep a rachet close

Preserver and prove me wrong.

'til it's like a mile long

It’s tougher to decide your next move

Dark side of town, baby mama blues