This is a song about "Force"

I'm singin poems for supporters of my songs

I, rule this place with any method of force

Im the force ,youll motherfuckers cant be

The good kid from the ugly city

And force yourself to stay,

Few chips, i get out n' spray

They left the keys to the brand new porsche

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

But somehow it made them listen

Im higher than obama flyin air force one

The race war, when it's us against all of them

I force myself into my old self again,