This is a song about "Bass rocks"

Cookin' in the old pot, turn into the crack rocks,

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

Dropping tracks as much as skrillex drops the bass

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

Hang here cuz people's previously sold rocks?

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

And i'm still hurtin over pops

You know odd future it's raining heat rocks

Please correct me, stretch marks

(verse 1 starts when bass starts)

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

Got the beat jumping like hop scotch pussy poppin like pop rocks

Still hurts though lettin go with the bass

I can barely wipe my ass

With rhyming skills, you in amish village

Bass drop, low end is a gut punch