This is a song about "Virginia tec"

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

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

Il bust that tec across your deck and across your neck

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red

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

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

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

With a note there and im thinking of reading

And the mass of my tec will cause massive effect

Deep down, i'm an emo fuckin' faggot that's depressed

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

Fame hall inhabitant spray the tec wrist throbbing

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

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

Make the world see, for every mc that i see tryna steal flow

304 thats west virginia hoe, thats where i started and where i rep bro.