This is a song about "Glock 17"

If i'm getting geetchi i can rock three chains on either block

I keep my choppas on deck it probably split my fucking glock

Then all i really want is for her to get on top

A young teen near the fiends is strapped, a cocked glock,

Greed written on her face when i bought her first bag

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

Feeling lucky let me touch your spot

Cause i got my fucking glock,

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

Moms really getting mad when i call you that

Got overun by the youngster gang, but i glock till they dead/

I'm wolf, ace gon' put that fucking hole in my head

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

Nessy loch monster stop will he though? probably not

Glock cocked, i pol pot, pop off the whole block//

Fuck you cop, you can nibble my cock