This is a song about "Glock 43"

Glock 9 pounds, i'll put your heart against the wall

Alright, yeah, nigga, i was in the mall

Hungry like the nigga who ain't got the taste of fame yet

Got overun by the youngster gang, but i glock till they dead/

I read about napoleon hill and try to know god

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

You cooking pork anyway, i ain't into to swine

No religion i was getting saved by the glock nine

We popping bottles, it don't stop

Police pull up, i'm tryna stash the glock

Thugs slingin ice, rollin dice, whores with lice

Becoming someone you don't recognize

Would they mind? umm, well, of course not

Cause i got my fucking glock,