This is a song about "Rock the beat and darius"

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

Game face is fatal, rock the beat to the cradle.

I'm stuck in triangles, looking for my angel

White and black bitch like she's a mothafucking zebra

Going with the beat and i'm feeling euphoria

All these little dreams you got, they're not shit

Laced the weed with cocaine, and now i rock chronic,

Plus you know i rock the mic and stage, the story told well,

Calling niggas really knowing they dont give a hell

With the intention to rock the bells and raise hell

I was at the xxl just trying to excel

So i just pray and hope god, take a light to myself

Released the classics and would later go on to rock the bells,

I will fracture to a fraction

But now i rock the mils and the mansion