This is a song about "Glock 17"

I used to want to be the messiah of rap

Yak! mother fucker, yak! pull the glock back, finger tap,

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

A couple of haters looking, i’m knowing them niggas hot

Baby you summertime fine, i'll let you get on top

Open the door, they scream freeze, melt em--with the lead from the glock

Took off my rollie and got on some audemeer shit

Empty you, not pockets, ima take my glock and cock it

Champ with a pencil thats the glock

He say, she say, oh my god

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

Your enemies was the prey and now you pray to god