This is a song about "Forward"

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

Sub-zero stage fatality, down, forward, forward, block

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

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

They say nothings ever free

Forward to murdering you slowly,

Now fast forward a couple years

Dc's here, this is where crack lives

And the last one, he's in the mirror

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

Change what we did in the past and look forward

Before a nigga finish put in the work

I write forward to save my day

Observe: cock and spray

When they here today what you say to them

I'm looking forward to programming again,