This is a song about "Get rocked"

The capital punishment, the loud police sirens

Think you're fresh? talk to will smith. i've rocked these hills since

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Get high,get drunk and repeat the cycle,

Competitors get worried

Last of a dying breed

Rocked so loud like a thunder's call, knocked down another wall.

Let's sweat out this alcohol, bet i'm about to ball

Turning to ground zero

Can't get a even get slow.

Wants you around trynna to get

My god come before this bread

I ain't hating on you, rock them shines

At school all the other niggas rocked the nikes

I just want somebody i can see

Let's get, get, get this to the party!