This is a song about "Rocket racoon"

I'm on a rocket flyin to the top strap on to me/

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

That’s why you never expect to see me say goodbye

Grab a rocket launcher and blow the cops sky high

The ville with a coupe rocket

And california on that jerk shit

Im taking off sky high on a rocket,

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

This chick played with my rocket through my pocket

Because there ain't no coming back from that

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

Shoot for the moon, rocket-launch for stars/

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

Beat the bitch up and leave faster than a rocket engine

Ya’ll be highly obliged when i drop my shit

Rocket my name i know you love it