This is a song about "Red rocks"

Skies are black, clouds are red

Ain't finna peak yet

More props. r.i.p., my poor pops

Go on get lost, kick rocks,

Covered the room in splattered red,

Kick back and know yo son set

An ipod mind to you walkman guys

He slings rocks, stashes his knife

Slinging crack rocks on the clock a paradox

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

Hang here cuz people's previously sold rocks?

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

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

Throwing rocks at people getting stoned like jesus

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love