This is a song about "Muneeb rocks"

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

See my team has hella cars, i got a couple knots

And i'm still hurtin over pops

Felt hard knocks used to sellin' them harsh rocks

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

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

Rocks in my mouth serve as a testament.

If you ever feel alone and

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

They get mad when i lay up in the porsche box

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

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

I've seen the drug busts, cocaine cooked into crack rocks,

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

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex