This is a song about "Cocking on that glock"

She better shed a couple tears when she come through

Cocking the rhymes, then swiftly switch to,

Amac talkin bout he gonna shoot me, hah with whos glock?

The beggars can't borrow, the record sales drop

Cause nobody else'll give a damnso we live like caged beasts

Robbings on the streets when the freaks creep when we sleep, glock toking fiends

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

On top, a former cop was shot with a coke snorters glock

Fuck that noble shit, it's our country, debate with glock clips,

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Too unorthodox for conformist flocks, 'cuz i hold the glock,

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

And word i blew off herb i grew

Cocking the rhymes, then swiftly switch to,