This is a song about "Rocking out"

Now concentrate until you get the juice

When they hear me rocking the groove

Proud of it all defensive fuck i'm rocking alone

Look, she love me from them poems, and them songs, in my zone

He just has no dime, see arms rocking,

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

Rocking black and gold stocking caps

We getting money, you can face the facts

Rocking raincoats, catch me in the night like a late show

I'm just tryna push a porsche, that's white like montana snow

My own pace, rocking the beat of my own drummer

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Rocking a lil' physique

I say what my mind speak