This is a song about "The forces"

I'm just aiming what i'm saying hope you bleed out emotion

Dan ghostt with the heavenly forces that wraparound him.

My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame

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

In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

To find the room where mama was hung, her pajamas undone on the working stool

Gravity is the weakest of all forces, perhaps you didn't pass high school,

Okay today i was the freshest in my area

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

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

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

Where would i be without my dogs