This is a song about "The granite rock"

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

And your loves in hindsight and you see everything its not

Picture that and they ain't fire not a single shot

Cause everytime i grab the mic i make bodys rock

Vroom vroom, keep the motor running girl, you know it don't stop

‘cuz he never hid the truth, was always spilling the rock,

With the intention to rock the bells and raise hell

Keep it on the low, never kiss and tell

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

I rock cool clothes and the dopest sweater,

Had so much kush and ciroc, bitch, i think my heart stop

Fred on his #flintstone, cept i make the #dead #rock

You can't stop me now,i'm undisputed like the rock

Watching my vehicle break down on another man's block