This is a song about "Kill this nigga whit a glock"

Me and my peeps often meet

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

Dare piss me off, come, shoot you with this 45 glock

Came from the bottom, aiming for the top

But now i got a problem with that little white rock

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

So my cup is full, too much pain to fight

I kill you with this beat, commit a homicide

How i'm brought up, then you probably feel the same

Kill a nigga quick its not me to blame

Kill a babysitter and hire a gravedigger for my motherfucking nigga,

So im saying sorry now for all the bad shit ive said , its not an excuse i was a

Call this shit the meal kill

That's aids to the ill

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

Not a crack in my voice, this young nigga so poised