This is a song about "Forward"

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

Fuck a mask, i want that ho to know it's me, ugh

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

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

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

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

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

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

You're like the sun and winter, my pot of gold

Still moving forward like a 2 year old

Oops i meant audemar, my whole team got them

I'm looking forward to programming again,

Then im lookin forward to that crazy booty call

That’s the same block metta world peace learned to play ball

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

The shit, you can mention me if anybody ask you