This is a song about "Igneous rock"

There must be a god

Cause baby you're my rock

Gained a hundred pounds to be a fat white chris rock,

So take the stage just show me what you got

// [you're a... rock star]

With the goons i spar

Im spittin like the rock

Believe me i'mma be your god

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

Nessy loch monster stop will he though? probably not

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Rock over london, rock on the paris of the prairie

The engine in back of my car

// [you're a... rock star]

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

Slinging rock like they're free throws