This is a song about "Metamorphic rocks"

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

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

Rocks in my mouth serve as a testament.

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and

They told me i should die n they threw rocks

Can't see his son shine like the four tops

Called ignorant and dumb by the rest, when we kick rocks,

What a feeling of overcoming the odds

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

Felt hard knocks used to sellin' them harsh rocks

Spending too much time having rocks for sale

I'll let out a couple sighs, tell them exhale

The projects to the urban hood, where bitches pop rocks,

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

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

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops