This is a song about "Ton"

And i can admire your body but your mind is much deeper

You couldnt catch me in the streets without a ton of reefer,

Trying make a ton of dollars quicker fast food

This for my niggas hustlin until they last minute

Tupac is cryin' in his grave, i'm at a rave with a ton of sun block,

Until she figured out that she don't really like to bang cock

Im a fucked up filipino with a fuck ton of issues/

Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice

The smile after i'm done, the weight off of my shoulders that felt like a metric ton!

While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison

For a sun that creeps but doesn't want to show, just so you could reap what you never sow

You’re nothing but a dot in a crowd of a ton of bitches in my sight right now

The blood over my back weighed a ton, so i decided to burn in the sun

And ya pussy was amazing but it ain't worth a couple million

I hold weight, everyday a new ton

Until my flesh hardened so pardon