This is a song about "Forced"

Fuck you niggas, but this ain't raw dog

On my big dick shit with intercourse that's forced,

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

You're forced to rewrite every line hit, pause, drum snare or rhymes spit

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

Let's pretend he was never forced to pray for the grace,

What it means to know your momma or your father on that pipe

Forced to wake up each unrelenting day and fight another fight,

Just an ordinary king, forced to put in the key

Tonight she gon' fuck with mei beated up that pussy

Or i'll be forced to cleave your tendons

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

But he forced himself to forget,

But now that's forced to bow down to capitalist policies,

Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze