This is a song about "Metamorphic igneous and sedimentary rocks"

Breaking the locks with these rocks from being attacked by a monster

Your bullet points so hollow they could probably pierce body armor

My bars are more compressed then sedimentary rock,

I ain't for that work, trying to see my daughter walk

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

You bitches using rocks and i don't mean chiseling

Fuck kicking rocks im kicking boulders,

Two baby mamas, 3 kids, two rovers

Fuckin' up my gold pots

And grow up to smoke rocks.

Stones are thrown, rocks are kicked, we die and roam the globe,

Instead they lock me in the cell just for sellin dope

And jewels, we got flooded with rocks and stones, so,

The world looking out, they on the front row