This is a song about "Rick rocks"

Where would i be without my dogs

And grow up to smoke rocks.

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

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

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

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

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

Am i just a country boy, who rocks

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

Pish posh i suck at rapping pissed off like rick ross,

I give you my heart just don’t break the shit to pieces

Throwing rocks at people getting stoned like jesus

The you should look up in the stars

Not to mention rick ross

Make room for the groom married to his music

And i spit sick shit so quick like slick rick