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

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

Like an r&b singer, bitch i'm a believer,

But you hate them navel kisses

I was feeling like "it's love"

Feeling like im locked inside a cage flipping the page but words stay the same

To money and fame, i changed my nameand played a different game

Did you fix me up, i'm your number 1 fiend

I'm always out in the cotton field

Creep along the tile floor, feeling like a roach

Im not the player anymore im turning into the coach

The unstoppable force

Kirko paint her walls

My success'll be the death of youlo and behold you sold your soul

The game wit a field goal our coach said good job boys u were on a roll

I did a little stint, shout out to the south east

I could hold you down in a forest or a field