This is a song about "Red rocks"

I hated, some ritalin, some white socks

You know odd future it's raining heat rocks

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

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

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

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

Am i just a country boy, who rocks

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

And i'm still hurtin over pops

Go on get lost, kick rocks,

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

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

You could say i'm friends with fred

Skies are black, clouds are red

And grow up to smoke rocks.

And when this beat drops, your heart stops