Jarred A.G. - Forward [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]

[Verse 1: Jarred A.G.]

I'mma take y'all back to a time
When the grind was a rhyme
In a notebook, it felt so good
I was passin' joints in the back of the class like a no-look
Puerto rican pistol Pete
Skinny clean teen tryna hit them sheets
With some freaks down the street that I peeped last week
Tryna think up schemes with a team, that's me
Breathe in and I breathe out
We in and then we out
In the back of the classroom.....shit
Rollin up weed cuz I had to
Now the ink stains veins like tattoos
Try and get out and make that move
Cash rules everything around me
Lay my head and my feet in
The same beats that you found me
In, the city of wind
The city is gritty pity any who wanna step to this
Immaculate rapper who pack in the passion
You pack in the weed and you pass it
But I don't give a fuck and you'll know if l laughin
Fall back my dude
Blow ya mind I ain't even strapped my dude
I can cop the choppa boy thats not you
I can pop the choppa boy that's not coo
With this I put my culture in orbit
Can't see all of me cuz my parts are distorted
My heart and my mind all seem important
I don't speak that fake talk y'all seem foreign
Chitown raised me, all things Jordan
You know what that means, we all keep scorin'
Y'all prefer to hold it down
We prefer to hold the crown
No progression the question's
What the fuck am I holdin now?