This is a song about "Rock hill"

Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill

Like a snow ball running down a hill

Hey nine ball wanna take a purple pill and roll down a hill,

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

Cause baby you're my rock

One shot make a nigga's heartbeat stop

Have you been living under patrick star's rock?

I spit it like a loaded nine, pop

With the hammer and a rock

Ain't no lockouts, the game don't stop

She should have invited her

At bunker hill hot summer,

Mass appeal,and this bag i hit got me alaskan chill

The way we blow that shit up, call it hamburger hill,

Im the main one falling down the hill

Loud pack, i propel. burgandy, out to kill