This is a song about "Progress logs"

Getting so high it helps, to get shit off my chest, as i progress,

They'll tell you i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

In this game called rap its skill that we lack its not about progress

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

And i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

The love i have for you is jus makin progress,

So my cup is full, too much pain to fight

An archetype, always progress with what i write

And makes progress every single time the sunsets

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

There's still room to progress,

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

(construction in progress, please use alternate route)

Bodyguard for what? dog, i'd rather shoot

Progress not foggy, though, foes going so low to

Don't 'nar confuse, i ain't a friend of you