This is a song about "Love to rock"

The clientele buy and sell like a pawn shop

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

When people wore pajamas and lived life slow

I rip you toothpicks bout to rock through the ratio

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

Rock supporter, got his cocks in order, they too chicken to talk

I'm acting brand new, let me check my schedule

A rock to the moving sea, you're nothing, and soon you'll

It's that crack, give you something to sell

With the intention to rock the bells and raise hell

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

But the clock slows tick tocks to stop for me while i rock to beats

Conceived in hate yet taught to love

Then i said i had enough