This is a song about "Rocky dean frozen"

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Who am i body bagging next, a$ap rocky?

I’m lost without them, when they around i am charles sheen

I'm so fuckin' southern i could be the son of paula dean,

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

You're a bitch, man- a$ap rocky, unappealing mistress

Fuck, condom pocket, luckily, i brought one

I lacked a deck to fight back, time frozen.

Weed they can't fuck with, i'm puffin a.c. green

For the sake of rhyme, throw in herb dean

I was out the house, asap rocky

Fuck that nigga, i am the party

Hit the kill switch, now i'm blocking like rocky

And yeah i know i'm from compton, cali