This is a song about "Forward"

I mention beef a lot in case someone steps forward

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

Change what we did in the past and look forward

You're so white, my blinkers don't work

Fading out of my memory i must push forward,

Caramel macchiatos when shawty get into work

Can’t tell your girl so she the center fold

Still moving forward like a 2 year old

It's not making sense to you right now but

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

Girls wanna have fun, and a nigga with some change

So now im lookin forward to bein onstage.

High as fuck, no vinny chase, i just need my henny straight

The ride lurches forward and slowly creep towards our fate

So grab ya friends and let's take ya back to my house

Silence, fast forward, these niggaz deserve rounds,