This is a song about "Brock the rock"

It's like i just hit the lottery, my god

The bed that stood before me was nothing but a rock

Put my trust in my god

Im spittin like the rock

With the intention to rock the bells and raise hell

Young and dumb as hell, businesses i'm running well

Game face is fatal, rock the beat to the cradle.

I'm stuck in triangles, looking for my angel

Rock over london, rock on the paris of the prairie

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

Everybody witnessed tombstone by taker and 2f5's by brock the baker

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Took the van, went snatch her

Passin' the rock, i'm walt frazier

Later when the clock goes tickity tock im a rock

I skip to places, smiling faces, while you fucking walk