This is a song about "Glock nine"

It's the way it's design, i've been funny since i was nine

But i got two platinum artists, at the same damn time

Only out a year, now facing life

I find dimes like nine - five

Cause i got my fucking glock,

Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop

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

Bitch, i hit one button, my roof open like a hard spot

In my hand theres a nine

And just in time your head is mine

White boy, six foot, packin a nine

Flexin' hard nigga all the time

These niggas take me to the glock

That's how i got the weed spot

Okay i’m lying, but i’m trying

Till the day that i grabbed that nine