This is a song about "A glock in my rari"

I found myself losing focus at a sunday service

When i come threw with a new glock with new sight play tag wit us

I move rock on the block with my glock and thugs

But most times darling the sequel sucks

Give me tall glass, coconut ciroc, please, no soda pop

Like the shots from a glock give it everything i got,

Poppin' rocks when he locks a glock, shots at the moderates,

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

Champ with a pencil thats the glock

To y'all minds i'm like a uk clock

A young teen near the fiends is strapped, a cocked glock,

Bartender, no ice, bring another shot