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

I got the muscle to swing a knuckle, feeling like you've been wiped with a belt buckle/

Don't ask for trouble, cause we blow the roof off and let you crumble in the rubble/

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

But when i spit its atomic, like feeling the force of a comet.

She takin shots after all isnt love a battle field

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

I could hold you down in a forest or a field

More clearer than the crystal sky, blue as the beast

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

Apb called for killin two pigs in the field, hittin a double

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

I ain't superstitious i make all these broads split my pole

They left the keys to the brand new porsche

I bring the force like star wars

No longer with us; he's deceased

I'm always out in the cotton field