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

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

Got the glock 19 ready for action tucked in waiting for a reaction,

I cut the finest weed down, and smoke like my glock clips,

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

‘cause when it come to winning, convincing is only been a few

Pop a glock and pop and drop at cops and watch 'em lock to stop you,

I dont gotta join illuminati just to get a new bugatti

Need every color rari, and the apple for the safari

Police pull up, i'm tryna stash the glock

Picture that and they ain't fire not a single shot

I give up, high five it up, put the glock to my head, dead

I'm wolf, ace gon' put that fucking hole in my head

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

One day i ran up in columbine in my trenchoat, my glock was sighin',

I keep my choppas on deck it probably split my fucking glock

I skip to places, smiling faces, while you fucking walk