This is a song about "Glock jail fighting"

Frightening, so fucking frightening

But im sick of the fighting

Haven't talked to momma since she put my dad in jail

Heard you might be comin home, just got bail

Put the beaver in the mail, we can take it slow like snail

But people praying i fail, hoping i end in jail

Mark my words, better die off fighting/

And my only fear's a wedding ring

See i'm ahead but you stay the snail

Stop or fail, this cats locked in jail

Police pull up, i'm tryna stash the glock

Came from the bottom, aiming for the top

While scheming on hits

Fighting chumps fighting like spartans

Fuck you cop, you can nibble my cock

Cause i got my fucking glock,