This is a song about "Aks and glocks"

With the cops in hot pursuit, who poppin' glocks, top recruits,

But little did they know, i’m trying to change the rules

Real cats come out with aks not whack snippets

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks

We fire glocks with dire shock when we have writer’s block,

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Or like monumental mixtape of the moment

Knife in my pocket to compliment the glocks..time's up bitch..stop the clocks

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops