This is a song about "Rocks and dinos"

We rock? crack rocks and slap box

And i'm still hurtin over pops

Stones are thrown, rocks are kicked, we die and roam the globe,

I'm the wonder woman, let me go get my rope

Take her back to where i live

He slings rocks, stashes his knife

You know odd future it's raining heat rocks

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

Heard the sound of several gun shots

Slinging crack rocks on the clock a paradox

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

Don't ever hide in a box or ever get hit with rocks

And jewels, we got flooded with rocks and stones, so,

And i shall commence that i'm the truth, joe