This is a song about "Security guards"

And if you feel i'm wrong, baby you should tell me this

Got some prison guards keeping bastards captive,

// [you can call out your guards]

Lord, you're so pretty, lying in my arms

Baby i can see that you don't recognize mei'm shock g: the one who put the satin on your panties

Its for security, because if you decide to leave, i want the ability to still breathe.

Whilst these others fucks workin security guard

See we’ll be cool as long as you just play your part

Trying to give them light and a message

Your bars hard as guards knee cartilage

'cuz some "homeland security" equals tons of profit makin'

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

Instant, spontaneous combustion of your security

Spread the word and witness, he rose on the first sunday

The guards keep me calm to stop the alarm and firearms

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms