Want nothing more belonged something for The door of love has closed I need a glock to protect me from this open door showmen try to shoot me Because I have nothing more war in the streets are getting more harder and every day a mother looses a child because of the war So give a glock to protect me from this open door (+2) The showmen try to shoot me Because I have nothing more Far from the corps If I go on like this I'll be there anytime soon So I gotta change before a nigga dead So I need a glock to protect me from this open door Showmen try to shoot me Because I have nothing more