This is a song about "Moving through forest"

Got the party hype now let's keep it moving

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Run to the forest like lieutenant dan,

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bang

You keep praying on your break, i hope you got a sling

3 billion guys, competition keeps on moving

You're uncool like my mother kin

Moving pounds wit aggression

I ain't here to tell no stories or to bore you with a shit verse

If i'm not mistaken you're supposed to be preventing forest fires

For the occasion, paper planes

The forest looking for those pearly gates.

Someone you love but stay focused and moving

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

Smoke the trees like forest fires, they provide a golden fleece,

So i'm a take that rubber off, i wouldn't mind having babies