This is a song about "Rock cylcle"

So while you worry about the hoes

Slinging rock like they're free throws

We charging you niggas up you like it or not

Gained a hundred pounds to be a fat white chris rock,

Don't go to far

// [you're a... rock star]

Ships that sail to distant places

Who dreamed to rock stages

Givin back the sand til we center rock

The beggars can't borrow, the record sales drop

With the goons i spar

// [you're a... rock star]

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Rock over london, rock on the paris of the prairie