This is a song about "Security officers"

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

They rock n rolland bring tha funk to tha whole nation

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

I'm bothered by horrors / ordered by officers

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

The homeland security gaffeled me over seas

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

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

Feds get involved, i’m slipping off into senegal

Ball so hard can sneak through the security at the mall

Look at billions we've invested in our "homeland security",

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Security is tight

No one notice your plight

She showed me affection like a drug dealer using her pocket for my protection

To wasting afflicted by the curse of addiction to security an pension