This is a song about "Forward"

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Keeping me moving forward

Fading out of my memory i must push forward,

Before a nigga finish put in the work

No days off is time gone, trying to get my paper straight

The ride lurches forward and slowly creep towards our fate

Silence, fast forward, these niggaz deserve rounds,

So grab ya friends and let's take ya back to my house

Fast forward some years later, a teenager, this is fun sweet

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

I got them saying who dat, who dat? cole world

Whatever happens to me i just keep on forward

In slow motion for the cause. pause.. forward.. fuck!

Fuck a cold sore, getcha getcha own cup

Not king james, these were coke kings

Now fast forward a couple years