This is a song about "How rocks form"

Fuck kicking rocks im kicking boulders,

Now, if you was the last man walking on earth

Go on get lost, kick rocks,

More props. r.i.p., my poor pops

They heard i'm bout to blow, so all my enemies say let's be friends

Migrating to a higher form of consequence compliments

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Cookin' in the old pot, turn into the crack rocks,

Am i just a country boy, who rocks

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

A face of evil in a new form

Could make the eyes of the blind perform

#at #most #fair road of life 'n' #blew away it's #liquid form

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn

He slings rocks, stashes his knife

Picture me lettin this chump survive