This is a song about "Tec"

That i'm sharing in the force with the cyclops staring

Nervous wrecks, i'm 'bout to burst the tec, missile testing,

Ah yes, once again, i cock the tec or ruger,

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

Nervous wrecks, i'm 'bout to burst the tec, missile testing,

Fame hall inhabitant spray the tec wrist throbbing

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

Threw the sack to his lil' niggas workin the set

Il bust that tec across your deck and across your neck

Great sex, she ain't slept, she can't rest tomorrows that big test

And the mass of my tec will cause massive effect

I can't wait til she find out that that's really not the case

In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave