This is a song about "Metamorphic rocks"

Am i just a country boy, who rocks

What a feeling of overcoming the odds

Felt hard knocks used to sellin' them harsh rocks

And i'm still hurtin over pops

Hard as rocks locked in a fox box

I hated, some ritalin, some white socks

Go on get lost, kick rocks,

Bitch got all them booty shots

Talking about the god you serve

Fuck kicking rocks im kicking boulders,

He probly clockin' double shifts on all of his jobs

Cookin' in the old pot, turn into the crack rocks,

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

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

I like my glasses filled, as if it has to spill

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