This is a song about "Force"

Its a force of habit,

Please get hip to that new d.c. shit

With hi-tek on the score, once more, of course

I'm prepared for the potential penetrational force,

Fuck it, odd future some nazis, black nazis don't copy

Force upon you images of a dismantled body,

Bad bitches get low

All the force that i know,

Okay i'm trying to hit, something's just gotta give

Force-fed through a tube made outta licorice

Straight bad bitches i run, through

Askin for the task force to