This is a song about "Forward"

I'm spittin hungry like ain't shit up on my dinner plate

The ride lurches forward and slowly creep towards our fate

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

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

Silence, fast forward, these niggaz deserve rounds,

Cause i'm now, livin' this life with foolproof doubts

Before a nigga finish put in the work

I mention beef a lot in case someone steps forward

I got that cold flow, winnipeg, this is work

Fading out of my memory i must push forward,

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

But a couple shots of it got a nigga on stuck

I write forward to save my day

And oh, i gotta find my way

And i drop top off in a hot cold

Still moving forward like a 2 year old