This is a song about "Rock on"

I get my cake; i love hip hop

Cause baby you're my rock

Banker banker, dealership, and the rim shop

You guys are the reason im on stage and i rock

I move rock on the block with my glock and thugs

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

On two 5th street rock d's mc's like adidas.

Out there on my bumper like a city cop

I wouldn't drop that much on rick ross or chris rock

Givin back the sand til we center rock

Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop

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

Your enemies was the prey and now you pray to god

He say, she say." oh my god

But god is still the rock