This is a song about "Tri force"

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

Said no child about his chores, with a quick force,

Where would i be without my dogs

As i take it by force

Your grind's feeble, i'm regal, really, i'm willy smith

Force-fed through a tube made outta licorice

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

Unstoppable force and you're my target

My life, screw it with a drunk bitch

Underhand shit dread of force you bought rich

I'm rolling a cigar, bob marley would endorse

I'm prepared for the potential penetrational force,