This is a song about "Igneous rocks"

Now the cleanest shots dreaming not of angel rocks

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

Hard as rocks locked in a fox box

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

Am i just a country boy, who rocks

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

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

Don't give a shit so my dick fuck bladders in your ear

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

Called ignorant and dumb by the rest, when we kick rocks,

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

Audemars that's losing time, hidden behind all these big rocks

You know odd future it's raining heat rocks

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

Rocks in my mouth serve as a testament.

Wave high to the ritalin regiment