This is a song about "Magma rock"

Swaying with whatever rock my boat

Feel the size of a phyllis hyman note

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

Thought, im underground and hot call me the magma

My magma hot bars race between the lines like a squad of cop cars

She pretty but she insecure as baby-mother scars

With the hammer and a rock

Let me see you walk

With rock, shock rap with doc

That means i have no block

Almost cried right on the spot

But god is still the rock

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

Baby you summertime fine, i'll let you get on top

More props. r.i.p., my poor pops

Rock a nigga out his socks