This is a song about "Brock the rock"

Almost cried right on the spot

But god is still the rock

Givin back the sand til we center rock

Feeling lucky let me touch your spot

Maybe i’m just looking for the wrong thinglove don’t come sooner or later

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

We charging you niggas up you like it or not

The bed that stood before me was nothing but a rock

And that i spent the night with her

I rock cool clothes and the dopest sweater,

Your enemies was the prey and now you pray to god

The bed that stood before me was nothing but a rock

Fred on his flintstone, cept i make the dead rock

I'd rather not live like there isn't a god