This is a song about "Forces"

Gravity is the weakest of all forces, perhaps you didn't pass high school,

To find the room where mama was hung, her pajamas undone on the working stool

Dan ghostt with the heavenly forces that wraparound him.

With no receivers had the pickin of a option

In an ocean full of sharks bout to come up short

How the rhyme forces the source for thoughts that's lost

Because it forces you to think about the things that matter.

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

If i could do it all again, have just one more chance

And rise up and rebel against these forces like slave attacks,

And don’t offer least of shit to these people’s opinions

He forces me to do these things, once he starts it, my pain begins.

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Searching for some powers in my life to guide me, higher forces,