This is a song about "Rock out fore"

The lack of one, but your first line fore told

You heard my hip-hop when i was 16 years old

My bars are more compressed then sedimentary rock,

I read about napoleon hill and try to know god

And they so strong they bustin out the flower pot

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

This nigga jasper trying to get grown

Gaze, fore it's time for bastards to watch the throne/

Hold up, wait, these nikes don't got no date

Saw a bad bitch took her home and we fore played

So 'fore you give into your whims

These chalance give me balance

Get up and grab your paper fore the money tree begins burning

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing