This is a song about "Sales force"

I just want somebody i can see

Im the force ,youll motherfuckers cant be

Then the blood drip on the floor poison pieces

I'm a force to be reckoned with

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

Force unleashed poser, better hide in your vans

My father was missing, war lord oliver north

I'm prepared for the potential penetrational force,

With sales of fish scales from triple beams i gleam

I spitting bars the metronome the money machine

This my zombie circus, i hope the majors heard this

Force-fed through a tube made outta licorice

The unstoppable force

Huh, a metaphor of course