This is a song about "Camp 2"

Dawn rising, cleaning up the camp site,

Can't pop fly, i get my socks tied

Got 2 vest and 2 techs with extra clips on me

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

Get blown like lawn leaves

In jail every 2 weeks/

In 3 months im headed to boot camp, girls say im cool

But me and my brother never made it out school

The jiggas and the tips

Divide you in 2 sections

Number 2 pencil or picasos brush

Damn, they wanna label me a menace

I put that battery in backs ho small wonder

Livin' with 2 brothers, 2 grandparents and a mother