This is a song about "Igenuoes rocks"

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

For multiple years, witness peers catch gunshots

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

You know odd future it's raining heat rocks

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

Now the cleanest shots dreaming not of angel rocks

Rocks in my mouth serve as a testament.

With such an ugly picture in it and

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Because the way this city rocks, it's like amityville,

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

We rock? crack rocks and slap box

They get mad when i lay up in the porsche box

Never a thug i just didn't play with rocks

Can't see his son shine like the four tops

Hard as rocks locked in a fox box