This is a song about "Force"

Posters on the wall, posted on my balls

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

You smell that? that's the odor of success bitch

Underhand shit dread of force you bought rich

I'm rolling a cigar, bob marley would endorse

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

Babe you know it gets no better than this

Force-fed through a tube made outta licorice

It’s a fact that i ain’t givin’ up my stacks like that

Unstoppable force and you're my target

Its aiming right at yah and coming in full force

So i went down south but i ended up north

And force yourself to stay,

She got grove st. on replay