This is a song about "Forward"

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

Still moving forward like a 2 year old

I mention beef a lot in case someone steps forward

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

Make account getting vows spitting movable bowels

Silence, fast forward, these niggaz deserve rounds,

Interscope is my fam, so i ain't tryna make no issue

You got nothing to live for, nothing to look forward to.

And i ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck

As people move forward, i move backwards. room bastards, that's what

My nigga kato, ready for whatever

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

A leap forward payback for all his sin

Gift and a curse, the center of attention

I can taste the salt from my tears

Now fast forward a couple years