This is a song about "On the rocks"

Cocksucker kick rocks, we need to make the smartest guys the big shots,

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

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

Who fly? i'm a red eye with eye drops

You know odd future it's raining heat rocks

Can't see his son shine like the four tops

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

And grow up to smoke rocks.

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Poppin' rocks when he locks a glock, shots at the moderates,

On hot blocks, to pop rocks, hot shots for top spots,

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops

Don’t grin on me wit’ them long stares, you ain’t god unless no fear

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

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

Till you hit the rocks, and your motherfucking body rots.