This is a song about "Rock and roll"

‘cause that’s the case i'm known to pack a tool as well

With the intention to rock the bells and raise hell

But now i rock the mils and the mansion

With a little bit of passion

I just roll down my window and holler

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

I don't rock designer cloths, i rather rock and shock with that raiden robe

Your album sound like some shit a fake wiz khalifa papa wrote

I rock cool clothes and the dopest sweater,

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

You make a nigga's night turn day

Scott la rock, mac dre, and jam master jay,

18 year sentence with no parole

Switch up to the fast lane hop in and lets roll!

Break it down, roll it right, roll tight, load and light

Yeah the coach used to say i was awesome, right