This is a song about "We got the forces"

, cuz we're a wild pack of lunatics, we got nice kicks, and man we give the

Troublesome niggahahaha, troublesome 19-motherfuckin'-96let it be known nigga

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live

- i cleave with sabres through the dark forces team of mages,

We got the walkie-talkies to keep us all informed

I ain't for that work, trying to see my daughter walk

Y'all wonder 'bout the money, man we got plenty cream,

Cheated on light skin dominique when we was seventeen

She insecure with her body so she like fuck it though

Don't worry, we got the best case scenario

Nothing would change because of this whiskey that forces it to stay the same

Wrapped in plastic the acid, erased all tracescriminal tactics the rap game

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

I stand alone against the forces of clones on the horses of drones