This is a song about "Security officers"

Put you in jimmy choo and you ain't even chinese

The homeland security gaffeled me over seas

She gon have a baby then flee from her education

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

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

Halfback toss to right

Security is tight

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

It sends you loopy, crazy, quirky, and gives you a false sense of security,

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money

Instant, spontaneous combustion of your security

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

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

It ain't hard, swear to god, these niggas ain't real at all

Ball so hard can sneak through the security at the mall