This is a song about "Ton 2"

Got 2 vest and 2 techs with extra clips on me

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million

Talk shit to me? get bold n meet my reming-ton

Fuck, condom pocket, luckily, i brought one

Now they're stunned, blood spills, its a ton

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

Holla; cheech chong & folarin, only get high when my lows come often

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

Amnesty international got bangkok to montauk on lock