This is a song about "Rocks"

Couple shows gave a nigga life

He slings rocks, stashes his knife

What the fuck? gee willikers and no, i'm not drunk

Rocks in my mouth serve as a testament.

We rock? crack rocks and slap box

More props. r.i.p., my poor pops

And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth

Fuck kicking rocks im kicking boulders,

Can't see his son shine like the four tops

Hard as rocks locked in a fox box

Hang here cuz people's previously sold rocks?

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops

You know odd future it's raining heat rocks

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

Felt hard knocks used to sellin' them harsh rocks