This is a song about "Crock"

But tick-tock goes this clock 'cuz this crock of shit's not

Can’t tell you where i’m going, just know i won't stop

That's why i traded r. kelly my sister for a new hit

Stirring up a crock of it, the opposite of poppin' sick shit,

Look like a crock, you stand in shock/

So i took another shot

Stirrin' a crock of shit like the rocks for the cops to rob 'em,

Even if i die, i'm gon' be a fuckin problem

But now i got a problem with that little white rock

My shit's hot like i took a dump in a crock pot