This is a song about "Rocks"

What a feeling of overcoming the odds

Am i just a country boy, who rocks

Talking of the gods you serve

Fuck kicking rocks im kicking boulders,

That’s what i call a fairy tale

Spending too much time having rocks for sale

Secret society all we ask is trust

Rocks in my mouth serve as a testament.

Slinging crack rocks on the clock a paradox

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

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

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

With material that rocks, killing a million stages (x2)

Only thing between me and your bitch is a latex

We rock? crack rocks and slap box

I like bitches in air maxes without socks