This is a song about "Jonhhy rockets"

Dope enough to snort crack and sit the fuck still

Rockets can't stop me cause i'm north too ill.

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

Breathe in deep for all those long hits, while i spit these bombs like rockets

I cock block shit, pop and lock it, blow like snot rockets,

Think it's time you and i need to call it quits

We blasting off like a team of rockets

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

Philosopher's stone made into the cylinder turning the rockets to gold,

I see the addict, the alcoholic with golden flask out cold,

High as rockets and fly as falcons, i see the better view

Black mother of the earth you know i forever owe you

I was playing with guns

I shoot all sorts of fat rockets

Dreams riding him on rockets shit in his locket of rhymes from his pocket

But when i knock this shit off, i'mma go and buy some laker shit