This is a song about "Sock game"

This high powered cell at the county jailpunk judge got a grudge, can't post no bail, what

Everybody grab your gats and hold ‘em, load ‘em, sock ‘em, lock ‘em, cock ‘em and aim it up

I'm going off the top of the brain

Occupation is the game

In each of their pockets, i sock fuckers with lockets/

Two bitches named tiffany i left them with a pair of kids

Curl up like big worm when i drop

Sock a mad hatter joints pop and lock

Cause we fresh on the game

Ain't heard dc since sardines came

Shout out my nigga reggie bush that just gets you the highs

Rock em sock em your fucking style is as plain as white rice

The game plan, the game plan

Life's about decisions man

The realist in the game

Through all the rain and the pain