This is a song about "Sock"

Fuck a cold sore, getcha getcha own cup

Ill sock you and leave you to'(tore) up,

Sock a mad hatter joints pop and lock

And i don't make no bed rock

Fuck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice

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

Most determined, but with the smallest of funds to show

You better park it, pop it, lock it, sock it, drop to the flo’,

Cause if ima sock her its gonna be with the dick and not a kick

Everybody judging off a single i ain't even pick

Put a sock in it, yeah i never quit

Like how the fuck did we miss this kid's shit

They keep calling me a dog,and i keep getting sock

Can’t tell you where i’m going, just know i won't stop

Mean mugging in snuggies sock-footed on soft woolen

But i don't trust anybody, yeah no one