This is a song about "Rocks formation"

I threw my pair on the lightpole because of him

I've been through all the bull, switch formation

They get mad when i lay up in the porsche box

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

Hang here cuz people's previously sold rocks?

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

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

He probly clockin' double shifts on all of his jobs

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

Go on get lost, kick rocks,

Get a little smart, want to change yo tops

Felt hard knocks used to sellin' them harsh rocks

I've seen the drug busts, cocaine cooked into crack rocks,

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

You know odd future it's raining heat rocks

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