This is a song about "Cocking on that glock"

Champ with a pencil thats the glock

And i don't make no bed rock

They say i'm too nice to be a rapper

Just picture bruce banner cocking back the hammer,

It's jungle when the niggas in zoo

Cocking the rhymes, then swiftly switch to,

Now i cocking meth and killing cops

I let you know you dealing with dogs

Well, i’m flyin' over, literally, flyin' over cities

Like the lil nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze.

Try and pull me over, i will not stop

These niggas take me to the glock

Believe me i'mma be your god

Police pull up, i'm tryna stash the glock