This is a song about "Toward"

Right past the poor in clothes they can't afford

Now let's go toward your record

I reel them in, goadomes on see

I'm still heading toward my twang theory

God can you please take me toward the light

Yo she think my steering wheel on the wrong side

Malicious dissent toward based world

Uh, and how i wish i would've met you first

I spit toward ya gingerly but at the end youll have and injury,

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

A poetic criminal being unjust toward the minimal.

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

Through the years tryin to stack a little green

Go toward the light, flash intervene