This is a song about "Sedimentary rocks"

An ipod mind to you walkman guys

He slings rocks, stashes his knife

And grow up to smoke rocks.

Sb nike's, with the grey box

Go on get lost, kick rocks,

And i'm still hurtin over pops

For multiple years, witness peers catch gunshots

Now the cleanest shots dreaming not of angel rocks

Breaking the locks with these rocks from being attacked by a monster

Your bullet points so hollow they could probably pierce body armor

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

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

Don't ever hide in a box or ever get hit with rocks

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

Get a little smart, want to change yo tops

They told me i should die n they threw rocks