This is a song about "Jb rocket"

On top of saturn, i'm sending shots from my rocket blaster

Cause either you gonna whine or you climb; i chose the latter

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

A rocket launcher about to rock it proper

Thats why you take off like a rocket

I’m blessed it, cross-sign baptism west shit

Me, wale, so hard - as shit

Imma cop me a rocket

This chick played with my rocket through my pocket

The shit is so bare, my diary isn't hid

Straight up fuck all y’all nigga's talking about that nigga changed shit

Shootin past the sun, outta the milky way unlike any rocket

Fuck you bieber, cause i ain't a jb believer

Though she pop me low, lookin’ for dat beaver

You want to skip the process, go straight to the rocket,

Until she came trench coat and a thong and shit