This is a song about "Desert rock"

You know i wont desert you, we stick to each others side,

Niggas is hot when i hit the block, what if i die tonight

Stuck on a desert road deserted and famished

Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed in her wrist

Rock over london, rock on the paris of the prairie

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

You see him as a god

With rock, shock rap with doc

Passin' the rock, i'm walt frazier

Of impactful things one can ask for

But god is still the rock

That cellphone that i bought

Cause baby you're my rock

I get my cake; i love hip hop

My life accelerated, but had to wait my turn

Your murder will be front page desert n' last page concern,