This is a song about "My glock"

Amac talkin bout he gonna shoot me, hah with whos glock?

And i keep a fly girl like jenny from the block

I give up, high five it up, put the glock to my head, dead

Why? cause i really didn’t wanna get my shit wet

It's wolf gang barking keep you up like car alarms and shit

Empty you, not pockets, ima take my glock and cock it

You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught

I keep my choppas on deck it probably split my fucking glock

No religion i was getting saved by the glock nine

And throw up the diamond sign, boy you know i'mma shine

I spit it like a loaded nine, pop

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

On top, a former cop was shot with a coke snorters glock

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

See her crying by the caskets when her parents got killedlittle girl don't cry, cuz even though they died

Homicide, killin with my glock modified, walk into school kids a sprintin away horrified,