This is a song about "Forward"

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

I'm looking forward to programming again,

Picture a place that they exist, together

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

Forward to murdering you slowly,

You a lady boss, now you fly free

White mans world that i'm livin' in, some say

I write forward to save my day

A leap forward payback for all his sin

Bamas surprised, deprived from attention

You must have won every pageant in america when you was young

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

Fading out of my memory i must push forward,

Oh, a taco joke, domo smoke, i heard

I mention beef a lot in case someone steps forward

Don't try to compare this to anything you ever heard