This is a song about "Take the glock"

Calm the fuck down before i get the glock

Picture that and they ain't fire not a single shot

Poppin' rocks when he locks a glock, shots at the moderates,

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

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

No pork on the fork, but it’s white in the pot

I ain't for that work, trying to see my daughter walk

Glock cocked, i pol pot, pop off the whole block//

Eyes all stickin' like honey on bees

Cops frisk with the glock clips, now they stop and freeze,

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

Robbings on the streets when the freaks creep when we sleep, glock toking fiends

Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat

Yak! mother fucker, yak! pull the glock back, finger tap,

But the same deposition take it every time

No religion i was getting saved by the glock nine