This is a song about "Metemorphic rocks"

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

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

You know odd future it's raining heat rocks

For multiple years, witness peers catch gunshots

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

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

I got these bitches brewin' inside of my gold pots

Now the cleanest shots dreaming not of angel rocks

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

Never a thug i just didn't play with rocks

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

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

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

To make karma come faster than she normally will

I hated, some ritalin, some white socks

Hard as rocks locked in a fox box