This is a song about "Love to rock"

My slight fo's just talk dirty

Theres nobody to love me.

Got her the bently coup, she call that old news

I love thee with a love i seemed to lose

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

That’s rock bottom, when life makes you mad enough to kill,

While we sweating you dripping wet from what your body spill

Guess i'll meet her right back at start

Noone could break our love, it was rock hard

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

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

Gettin' stopped by cops with glocks to rock socks,

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops