This is a song about "Sedimentary rocks"

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

Slinging crack rocks on the clock a paradox

Now the cleanest shots dreaming not of angel rocks

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

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

I got these bitches brewin' inside of my gold pots

Felt hard knocks used to sellin' them harsh rocks

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

Am i just a country boy, who rocks

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

They get mad when i lay up in the porsche box

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

One night, i was selling some rocks

Can't see his son shine like the four tops

Then she riding on the topshe about to make it pop

My bars are more compressed then sedimentary rock,