This is a song about "Rocket child"

You want to skip the process, go straight to the rocket,

In that 09' range while i'm singing old tre shit

That little selfless child

Their sayin on my mind

I can say ghettoest ‘cause i come from where metal spit

This chick played with my rocket through my pocket

Life’s a bitch and i feel her

Iraqi rocket launcher

That's when you know you doing shit

The ville with a coupe rocket

So, i’m on some 40 days and night shit

Blasting into the distance, rocket.

Fuck a bottle rocket blowin smoke out in the air

I mean me is there, but it's like three there

I'm putting cash in my pockets, so much to tour the world in a rocket,

And nearly choked when he'd tell me not to smokedaaamn, don't get me started