This is a song about "Advance warefare"

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Advance your skill, take your rhyme steroid pill,

If i don't make that man there dance

Toss it if the cops advance.

Leave ya rancid, we advance and

Fuck you if you feelin' different

Well its the microphone blaster skill advance enhancer

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

The l in his hand to yell in advance

They say hip-hop's dead, i believe it's just the fans

Don't give a fuck imma psycho known in advance

They got me goin mad, i'm knockin busters on they backs

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live

I'd like to apologize in advance if i hurt your feelings

But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips

Or watch me advance as a lyrical fanatic, my miracle lines automatic, its