This is a song about "Force"

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

Force upon you images of a dismantled body,

Ballin til the buzzer blow

All the force that i know,

Said no child about his chores, with a quick force,

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

Unstoppable force and you're my target

That's g shit, i be bumping fiend shit

And the air force scrambles fighters

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

In hindsight, i think alot of yall should try to see this

Force-fed through a tube made outta licorice