This is a song about "Gang glock forty block ounce shorty"

Always keepin it real showin my girls how to keep a glock on your block concealed,

Roley, rolex, relaxsay she just gave me head, leaned over in the front seat

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

Kush by the ounce that way no checks would bounce

Cause i'm now, livin' this life with foolproof doubts

See, all my life i was raised by a lot of criminals

Blow another ounce as easy as blowing bubbles

Fitting ya without ma gang

What you talking about? lil man

We dig the plot and never bury pot

These niggas take me to the glock

Tell shorty i may change

Said her hearts, in a cage