This is a song about "Forward"

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

Run through the puddles, playin' in the mud

Now fast forward a couple years

So here i am at the store for some chips

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

What yall niggas know about it, my kick game is world cup

Make me wanna write my own little song for you

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

I mention beef a lot in case someone steps forward

From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word

Then im lookin forward to that crazy booty call

I get brain everyday; i'm a know it all

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

You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead

So now im lookin forward to bein onstage.

You see i promised that i'd never change