This is a song about "The rock"

Living if she is or not

But god is still the rock

Threw 70 bands, bet 50 stacks, oh fuckin well

With the intention to rock the bells and raise hell

I'm stuck in triangles, looking for my angel

Game face is fatal, rock the beat to the cradle.

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

You guys are the reason im on stage and i rock

See, i like the person that you are

I rock cool clothes and the dopest sweater,

The bed that stood before me was nothing but a rock

You know who him, slim, before mims i been hot