This is a song about "Forward"

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

With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck

School ended and i was looking forward to the holiday wiv you

Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through

I never change, i'm like a corpse in a coffin, six feet shit's deep

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

Before a nigga finish put in the work

I mention beef a lot in case someone steps forward

Keeping me moving forward

Look, cole world, still a cold world

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

Fading out of my memory i must push forward,

Walking forward so uncertain if the moment's certain for a closing curtain

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

Always move forward never strife

Uhh, addicts arise, when i arrive