This is a song about "Rocks and minerals"

One night, i was selling some rocks

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

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

Tmott pa palace flow, hugo boss new balance flow

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

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

You know that love is a very serious thing

You bitches using rocks and i don't mean chiseling

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

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

I just might change your life

He slings rocks, stashes his knife

He probly clockin' double shifts on all of his jobs

Cookin' in the old pot, turn into the crack rocks,

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

Fuck kicking rocks im kicking boulders,