This is a song about "Progression"

Im progression, pop a molly im sweatin, 5,6, and 7 off to heaven,

Yet, it is forever and a day to forgive and forget one

Know no going back only talking progression,

Highest form of affection, physical connection

New racist, too vacant, mutations, natural selection

New lesson, you ain't got progression, you just pedal that aggression/

I watch it's progression

She all on my skin

I've got the boss flow, spit progression

In this cold world, it's all about collection

Cant stop my progression getting down like recession

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

Cause a riot, throw a molotov, somebody told me them pirates had got lost

Im progression, and well your not, this battle was easy im glad we faught.