This is a song about "Physics forces"

Dan ghostt with the heavenly forces that wraparound him.

She gon have a baby then flee from her education

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

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

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

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

With dorhinge (door-hinge), which swings 'n' flings, correlating to the physics of wings,

Cry, die, tie, then sigh from relief from bottling up too much grief ever since

I graff', graph and graft; a b-boy that breaks physics.

'fore you love you a nigga, try loving your kids

Black holes are a mid something about meta physics and science----

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

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

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