This is a song about "Rocks and minearls"

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

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

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

Feel the size of a phyllis hyman note

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

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

Makes it okay to slay 'em day to day, i pray and pop rocks

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Watching for hollow-tip shots

Go on get lost, kick rocks,

What a feeling of overcoming the odds

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

And i'm still hurtin over pops

K.n.b., abstrakt, and motherfuckers, kick rocks,

Till you hit the rocks, and your motherfucking body rots.

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box