This is a song about "Rock chick"

Or the fact when the money go up, it won’t stop

Tonight, i ain't here to party, i came to rock (rock)

She thinking she my main bitch, but really she the side chick

And we ain't hard to find is the tales that we kick

Intoxicated rebels came in to fuck your chick

Style is patent, the measures is drastic

But it don't matter i'm a cool shot

With the hammer and a rock

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Rock over london, rock on the paris of the prairie

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

My bars are more compressed then sedimentary rock,

I am legend, a snicker dick in a vanilly chick

Nigga, this nigga's forehead is so fuckin' big

Walking down a street saw a hot chick

Superfly, opposite of basic