This is a song about "Let the glock sing"

I cut the finest weed down, and smoke like my glock clips,

Everything at ease, you in double m g presence

Cause a nigga main joint wanna do my hair

Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear,

Cap heights, 1-2-4, landover, everywhere

Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear,

Got fixation for that home simpson phrase

God dont let them get to me while i sing your praise

Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear,

They're tryin to say that i don't care

Either dumb or smokin' dippers or something

Okay i'm ready now, to let my soul sing.

But he don't rule a thing

The reason i don't sing

We charging you niggas up you like it or not

Calm the fuck down before i get the glock