This is a song about "Rocket basketball"

Was he stressing you, wasn’t fucking you right

The basketball courts, where i had my first fight

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

Shootin past the sun, outta the milky way unlike any rocket

Play basketball you can't even fuckin jump shot

I got lights on my wrist that’ll flash like cop

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

A rocket launcher about to rock it proper

I got sexy ladies all over the floor

Going on my own to play some basketball

Im taking off sky high on a rocket,

It's cause of you, see, you let him do that

Get the zippo and spark the shit

Blasting into the distance, rocket.

Thats the reason they call me rocket

Just pour me a glass of that dark shit