This is a song about "Ateeb rocks"

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex

With material that rocks, killing a million stages (x2)

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

I've seen the drug busts, cocaine cooked into crack rocks,

Don't ever hide in a box or ever get hit with rocks

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

Hard as rocks locked in a fox box

Slinging crack rocks on the clock a paradox

Rather than buy our songs, they busy cheering the stars

They told me i should die n they threw rocks

They get mad when i lay up in the porsche box

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

Felt hard knocks used to sellin' them harsh rocks

And i'm still hurtin over pops

Am i just a country boy, who rocks