This is a song about "Glock crips"

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

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed

We dig the plot and never bury pot

Calm the fuck down before i get the glock

The jiggas and the tips

Gang banging with bloods and crips

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

I'm optimistic like playing keeno with all that you got

Police pull up, i'm tryna stash the glock

Forever hop cause it don't stop... on my block

Not a nigger, not a blood, never been witht the crips,

Ya weed quiet, you broke, y’all eaten lean pockets