This is a song about "Force"

And the air force scrambles fighters

Pour a little gas, spark up your lighters

Force-fed through a tube made outta licorice

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

Then i force them to cum

Flyer then the rest of them

I been laughed at, hated on, no one would even play my songs

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

Catch us smokin’ that quik trip

Its a force of habit,

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

The greatest force in the fucken universe

All while the boyfriend's hand was kept back from unleashing its force

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