This is a song about "Metamorphic rocks"

A fly nigga, i keep having the gravity grievous

Throwing rocks at people getting stoned like jesus

Only thing between me and your bitch is a latex

With material that rocks, killing a million stages (x2)

They told me i should die n they threw rocks

Heard the sound of several gun shots

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

Hang here cuz people's previously sold rocks?

Now the cleanest shots dreaming not of angel rocks

He probly clockin' double shifts on all of his jobs

Audemars that's losing time, hidden behind all these big rocks

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

Got the beat jumping like hop scotch pussy poppin like pop rocks

We rock? crack rocks and slap box

You pull up in parking lots