This is a song about "Forward"

Whatever happens to me i just keep on forward

Before a nigga finish put in the work

Miami bound with my d.c. chick and we let it fly when we in the club

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

I write forward to save my day

Got problems, what? i can't say

I made a promise to the mirror

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

I guess that’s why all of these niggas get bent

Always stay advancing forward towards the next belt

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

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

You need a team, a team of psychiatrists working around the clock

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

The ride lurches forward and slowly creep towards our fate

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