This is a song about "Rock on a tit"

Your music in the car

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

Feeling lucky let me touch your spot

With the hammer and a rock

Fred on his #flintstone, cept i make the #dead #rock

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

Jay rock cooks rocks on a fuking stove top.

Hi my name is bob and i work at my job

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

Before i split, slit your pussy as a tit ,fucker i can't stand your wit

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

Rock a nigga out his socks

Even now i keep a frown when i come arounddon't ask me about tha past

I leave cuz she a one night stand, look at my hand hard as a rock on land,