This is a song about "The love or feeling protects the singer like a force field"

Was on my grind cause times were harder than a cellar floor

I force you to the shoulder then run you off the road or

But you niggas too weak, but just give me 2 weeks and i'm good

A couple of y'all ain't took a field trip to the hood

Those streets are like frontline warzones like the middle east,

Fire your guns in explorer as it stands as the battle field,

I was feeling like "it's love"

Trust they seen enough

Shots, they back and forth

I bring the force like star wars

Creep along the tile floor, feeling like a roach

Its a new era time for a different approach

Feeling like a pastor on the road back from damascus

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

No longer with us; he's deceased

I'm always out in the cotton field