This is a song about "Rock with a country twist"

Rock a nigga out his socks

Where would i be without my dogs

If you still gon' be on some crooked-ass nigga shit

They say its a free country but im not buying it

Spending her time with him i guess

Rappin is sess, laced with rock and yes/

Then i'll maneuver 'n' twist / with my peculiar wit

Shit i represent is killin' niggas and shit

You would become a hater, isn't that a twist?

It's them who've lost love, and love for a lyricist

She wants to tell her story, but there is a sick twist

So the fuckin' school suggested me a therapist

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

Or be on the street corner with a pipe smokin the rock