This is a song about "Forward"

Like hit it in the morning, yeah, cole world

Fading out of my memory i must push forward,

So now im lookin forward to bein onstage.

I grabbed the ak, my homie took the 12 gauge

Its all gun bustin, its such a lack of the subject

Always stay advancing forward towards the next belt

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

Fast forward some years later, a teenager, this is fun sweet

You're like the sun and winter, my pot of gold

Still moving forward like a 2 year old

Now fast forward a couple years

These chalance give me balance

But a couple shots of it got a nigga on stuck

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

Need to be goin to hawaii, seein the world

I mention beef a lot in case someone steps forward