This is a song about "Metamorphic rocks"

What a feeling of overcoming the odds

K.n.b., abstrakt, and motherfuckers, kick rocks,

For multiple years, witness peers catch gunshots

Am i just a country boy, who rocks

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

Hang here cuz people's previously sold rocks?

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Because the way this city rocks, it's like amityville,

Spending too much time having rocks for sale

You can ask los, i was like a young gale

Felt hard knocks used to sellin' them harsh rocks

Can't see his son shine like the four tops

Fuck around dawg, get ya head bust

Rocks in my mouth serve as a testament.

Now the cleanest shots dreaming not of angel rocks

Get a little smart, want to change yo tops