This is a song about "My glock"

Like the shots from a glock give it everything i got,

And your loves in hindsight and you see everything its not

Shoutout yo baby momma, that bitch is sorta fine

No religion i was getting saved by the glock nine

Cause i got my fucking glock,

They burn on every block

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

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

Champ with a pencil thats the glock

Try and pull me over, i will not stop

One day i ran up in columbine in my trenchoat, my glock was sighin',

For all my homies in the pen, many peers deadniggas still ballin

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

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

Always keepin it real showin my girls how to keep a glock on your block concealed,

Roley, rolex, relaxsay she just gave me head, leaned over in the front seat