This is a song about "Crack rocks"

Now the cleanest shots dreaming not of angel rocks

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

And some people really do care, our heroes, our rocks.

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

See my team has hella cars, i got a couple knots

The projects to the urban hood, where bitches pop rocks,

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

You know odd future it's raining heat rocks

He probly clockin' double shifts on all of his jobs

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

Go on get lost, kick rocks,

Where would i be without my dogs

They get mad when i lay up in the porsche box

Felt hard knocks used to sellin' them harsh rocks

Killin’ y’all niggas, any last words

Fuck kicking rocks im kicking boulders,