This is a song about "Rocks"

Called ignorant and dumb by the rest, when we kick rocks,

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

Audemars that's losing time, hidden behind all these big rocks

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

And grow up to smoke rocks.

See my team has hella cars, i got a couple knots

And some people really do care, our heroes, our rocks.

Hang here cuz people's previously sold rocks?

Get a little smart, want to change yo tops

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

Now the cleanest shots dreaming not of angel rocks

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

The projects to the urban hood, where bitches pop rocks,

Go on get lost, kick rocks,

Where would i be without my dogs