This is a song about "Force"

Dont force out the fuck yous little bitch

Never agree with that message

And shorty, you straight, bet you look way better without no drawers

Stepping out the spaceship with a mutha fucking task force

Where would i be without my dogs

As i take it by force

Bandana p, blow thirds, the 4 take you on all fours

Build his on coarse, never had rules enforced, he used force

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

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

I force myself into my old self again,

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them