This is a song about "Take the glock"

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

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

Yet don't owe them niggas nothing but potent lyrics

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

Like the lil nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze.

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

Make sure your fuckin' feelings end up up in a glad bag

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

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

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Got the glock 19 ready for action tucked in waiting for a reaction,

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

It's crazy how the beat drops, crazy beat from the heat glock

Bout peppermint schnapps in junior high hit the block