This is a song about "Slinging rock"

This is the part where we run hip hop

Cause baby you're my rock

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

Signin titties at the rock shows

But god is still the rock

That's how i got the weed spot

Who dreamed to rock stages

So let 'em chase love

Slinging crack rocks on the clock a paradox

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

But it don't matter i'm a cool shot

With the hammer and a rock

Or be on the street corner with a pipe smokin the rock

Go take the "p" out, put a "w", you'll see what i got

Gained a hundred pounds to be a fat white chris rock,

I'm wale, the new nigga on the block