This is a song about "Airport security"

Don't second guess it girl there ain't nothing to think about

Security is shouting that i gotta get out

Yeah two times on a sunday what a lil brotha gotta em goin one way

I felt the warmth of the holy spirit, the security of jesus through jay

Security is tight

And girl you damn right

Look at billions we've invested in our "homeland security",

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

To wasting afflicted by the curse of addiction to security an pension

And see mostly all of them have made you somewhat incapable of a first impression

'cuz some "homeland security" equals tons of profit makin'

Cause sporadically damagin' my reputation

It is not hard, swear to god. these niggas ain't real at all

Ball so hard can sneak through the security at the mall

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

'cuz some "homeland security" equals tons of profit makin'