This is a song about "Cocking the rock"

You guys are the reason im on stage and i rock

Watching my vehicle break down on another man's block

I'm clearly in a different tax bracket now, dog

Either i'm cocking the four or go to the door and slick talk

Passin' the rock, i'm walt frazier

Or something that you paid for

The bed that stood before me was nothing but a rock

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

Rock over london, rock on the paris of the prairie

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

I'll get to cocking back the semi