Forajido translates to "outlaw" or "renegade". It's a less common word that evokes a sense of rebellion and independence, making it quite intriguing.
In the context of the song, Christian Nodal sings, "Y el forajido volvió" (And the outlaw returned). This suggests a personal journey where he might have faced challenges or setbacks, but he's now back, perhaps stronger and more determined, embracing his unique identity as an artist who doesn't conform.
Nodal opens the album by splitting singers into two camps. "Hay quien vive pa' la fama" (There are those who live for fame), he sings, "Y otros morimos por esto" (And others of us die for this), and then he spends four minutes showing you which one he is. His account of the last few years is not flattering. "Me lloraba el pecho, se llenó de rabia" (My chest was crying, it filled with rage), "Se me iba la vida, pero impecable el show" (My life was slipping away, but the show was flawless). So he walked off and let someone else try it: "Les dejé mi puesto, a ver quién lo llenaba" (I left them my spot, to see who would fill it). Nobody did.
Halfway through, the confession turns into a strut. He reads out his tattoos like a record of everything he survived, "Tres cruces en mi cuello / Cuatro aves en mi espalda" (Three crosses on my neck / Four birds on my back), waves off the gossip with "Mala fama, buena vida" (Bad reputation, good life), and announces "Y el forajido volvió" (And the outlaw came back). The closing verse is where the title lands. He has been selling millions since he was seventeen, but that is not the number he means: "Yo hablo de millones de corazones que sienten" (I speak of millions of hearts that feel). Cora is Mexican shorthand for corazón, so pa'l cora means for the heart. That is who he says the record is for.