This is a song about "Glocks opps"

Put the glocks on the bench pull out the knife ur fear laden eyes widen u start begging for ur life

Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price

So if it comes down, may the best man win

Out their neck with no regrets and no glocks clippin'

Nessy loch monster stop will he though? probably not

We fire glocks with dire shock when we have writer’s block,

Hope it's just not there, got to many hair, opps just started with a prayer

Meet me in the tele where the lobby at, i'm probably there