This is a song about "Top flight security"

And see mostly all of them have made you somewhat incapable of a first impression

To wasting afflicted by the curse of addiction to security an pension

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

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

Poetry he writes,to recite on the free flight

Indulging a meal when a toilet's in sight

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,

Security is shouting that i gotta get out

But it don't feel half as good as grandma saying she's proud

You gotta make sure you aim right

But without the word i wont take flight

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

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

Cause another innocent died

Security is tight