This is a song about "Progression"

Deadly weapons to maximise your progression

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

When i die im still make full rap progression

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

I could spend a whole damn advance on some kicks and some pants son

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

When i die im still make full rap progression

Ice and rain, letter, center of attention

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

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

Cant stop my progression getting down like recession

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

The lyrics you write will start making progression,

In this cold world, it's all about collection