This is a song about "Rolling rock"

Rolling up' paper planes

It’s something that’s in your veins

Rolling weed and smoking it too

Then i gotta say peace to you

Ok guys now were ready to get rolling

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

Batting my head with a rolling pin

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

And i'll be rich if i get another diss

Amma be rolling off the hinges

I bleed for thats who im rolling wit

That's what i call it, it's full of shit

Watching my vehicle break down on another man's block

Tonight, i ain't here to party, i came to rock (rock)