This is a song about "Forward"

You got nothing to live for, nothing to look forward to.

Funeral, check my phone, reacting like its new to you

And for that i never look back but upon forward

But knowin you through music is going to change the world

Bitch-made since 6th grade, he need his rope cut

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

Still moving forward like a 2 year old

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

School ended and i was looking forward to the holiday wiv you

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

Forward to murdering you slowly,

Keeping me moving forward

Girl, i put in that work

I mention beef a lot in case someone steps forward

Before a nigga finish put in the work