This is a song about "Forced your self"

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

Forced to rely on stolen beer to settle your bets

It was just another party

But your cocky self looken like bill nie

Your self encouragement or effort but relax and keep calm

When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm

Don't do what your forced to do, do what makes you happy

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Forced towards norman the foremen dork,

All you need is your passport

But he forced himself to forget,

Finished mean done, and done mean dead

Because if you hurt your self like this

From the d-town to the dmv, got all these bad bitches