This is a song about "Little rock nine"

You see him as a god

Im spittin like the rock

You reflect in this heart of mine

Till the day that i grabbed that nine

Givin back the sand til we center rock

I don't need your girl. man i got a lot

It's moe, all i need is more chips

Sees the sky in nine dimensions

But god is still the rock

Tick tock, darling, tick tock

She's a white vegetarian, i'll get this blonde cock

My bars are more compressed then sedimentary rock,

We are ninety-nine against the one percent

You're the reason i can stand tall, me and my girlfriend

The fluid on my eye falling while i do the rhyme

I got her head on my cock, doing the six nine