This is a song about "Soft rocks"

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

And some people really do care, our heroes, our rocks.

I've seen the drug busts, cocaine cooked into crack rocks,

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

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

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

And grow up to smoke rocks.

Fuckin' up my gold pots

He slings rocks, stashes his knife

And when i start to rise

Got one, got two, three, four girls

Fuck kicking rocks im kicking boulders,

We spit hard rhymes,that make you soft.

See, involvin' yourself is to be a part

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

K.n.b., abstrakt, and motherfuckers, kick rocks,