This is a song about "Progress"

Moving on makes the best progress, nonsense,

A coward dies a thousand deaths

Body holy water blessed, i'm feeling the stress

Clean ya own mess, then cross the bridge as we progress

Addicted to stardom, a wish to blow

Progress, nah now i digress, leave and know

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

You can't test my best get you're rhymes to progress

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

And makes progress every single time the sunsets

You're fodder even yet my progress don't stall or

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

Still a work in progress.