This is a song about "To and fro"

I'm just tryna push a porsche, that's white like montana snow

Leaving rappers disordered, that explains the toe you grow in your fro

To get rich and famous,

Ships that sail to distant places

To reality and to the facts

In the t.dot i'm a soldier with ranks

You can pick the next room

Insight to light and i zoom

Freedom to give and freedom to share

I mean me is there, but it's like three there

Weighin 165 and these tricks should die

And i don't regard to why.

Whether it's a beat or a scam

To bensalem and god damn

I devastate detonate and elevate to

I'm trying to let the force be with you, i get you