This is a song about "Force"

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

Flyer than the rest of ‘em, i hold the beat to reinforce

After the club, gettin you open

Im higher than obama flyin air force one

And i'm man-genie, flyer than the rest of them

I force myself into my old self again,

Yo check this outi'mma tell you like this

Force-fed through a tube made outta licorice

Underhand shit dread of force you bought rich

Lying to yourself, all over an image

Bulletproof vest won't protect shit

Its a force of habit,

And the air force scrambles fighters

Better yet they work my every nerve