This is a song about "Forces of enlightenment"

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

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz

Thoughts of us of everything of everyone's debts

Straight up fuck all y’all nigga's talking about that nigga changed shit

A little more of me through generation of a debate of hatred

Soon as para finite will paralyze her existence

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

I stand alone against the forces of clones on the horses of drones

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Out of this coviction of feelings

Your grind's feeble, i'm regal, really, i'm willy smith

- i cleave with sabres through the dark forces team of mages,