This is a song about "I rock"

And then i'll lay you down and record soft porn

The evil look i always rock with an evil scorn,

Laced the weed with cocaine, and now i rock chronic,

I ain't your regular rapper who just be talking shit

I rock cool clothes and the dopest sweater,

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Cause i can rock my flag, in any type of situation

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

Hi my name is bob and i work at my job

I cant stop my rock when its on hip hop,

Tonight, i ain't here to party, i came to rock (rock)

It's like i just hit the lottery, my god

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

But now i rock the mils and the mansion

While i rock out with my cock out

I must go like fly route