This is a song about "Toward"

Go toward the light, flash intervene

Weed they can't fuck with, i'm puffin a.c. green

But there's nothing else inside

God can you please take me toward the light

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

I scream up toward the skies, punching the ground for you to come back as i sat

Malicious dissent toward based world

Yep she's on x, i called that bitch speed burst

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

Roll along and got tipsy then tonight, tommorow you the mystery

Like hoes down in magic city

I'm still heading toward my twang theory

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

People say smile toward the bad, my humor's giving me a tumor.