This is a song about "Airport security"

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

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

It sends you loopy, crazy, quirky, and gives you a false sense of security,

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

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

Baby i can see that you don't recognize mei'm shock g: the one who put the satin on your panties

Its for security, because if you decide to leave, i want the ability to still breathe.

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

And all the extra love that you gave mei wish i could take the pain away

Ball so hard can sneak through the security at the mall

I'm so-cal, you so-called rappers need to go call

Girl i don’t want to rush tonight

Security is tight

Whilst these others fucks workin security guard

Mr. underdog and this is not a bark