This is a song about "Rocket leaughe"

Ay yo you wonder who i are

Iraqi rocket launcher

This chick played with my rocket through my pocket

Forreal i'm aggravated that gon' abandon this shit

Thats the reason they call me rocket

If it's right tonight, i might bite that

Thats why you take off like a rocket

Say she told her i wouldn’t shit

I will sent you right to hell by my rocket,

Ex-boyfriend was wack, she had enough of all that

On top of saturn, i'm sending shots from my rocket blaster

Cause either you gonna whine or you climb; i chose the latter

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

But i dream big like a rocket ship that's some honest shit

Blasting into the distance, rocket.

Malcolm x: get yo hand out my pocket