This is a song about "Rock and roll"

Give em a text and they down to rock

To y'all minds i'm like a uk clock

And all these bitches that i hung with ain’t doing too well

With the intention to rock the bells and raise hell

I gotta know if it's real or not

With the hammer and a rock

To clear my head i'm feelin low, losin control

And now that you're grown up you need to start roll,

Had so much kush and ciroc, bitch, i think my heart stop

You guys are the reason im on stage and i rock

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

Every morning calls his comrade to come and get him to smoke

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

Havoc on the track boi, grab it hold it tight

Who know this be the life that i really live

I'll take mics of stages and rock it off its hinges,