This is a song about "Forces"

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

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

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

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Dan ghostt with the heavenly forces that wraparound him.

So right before i sleep, dear god, what i'm askin

Nothing would change because of this whiskey that forces it to stay the same

And i don't know no triple h, but this is all about the game

Wolf gang make a white pregnant bitch wan' abort

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

My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings

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

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

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