This is a song about "Rock bottom"

That’s rock bottom, when life makes you mad enough to kill,

Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill

I ain't really into sports, that's just where i'm from

B least yow had freedom at the bottom

And my niggas say

Bottom line, i'm here to stay

So get them ends hot

Im spittin like the rock

Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun

From the straight-up west coast where dre started the bottom

It’s hip-hop, not pop

Cause baby you're my rock

But god is still the rock

That means i have no block