This is a song about "The rock cycle and igneous and sedimentary and metamorphic rocks"

Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed

And wait till the next day for the cycle to repeat.

And breaking the cycle not following your genes

Too much percussion and bass when i take beats

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

And induct them into the mothafuckin' rock 'n roll hall of fame

Hardest spittin’ mothafucka this side of the line

Rock an ap and a rolly, at the same damn time

Till you hit the rocks, and your motherfucking body rots.

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

With the hammer and a rock

Put my trust in my god

That's word to ksa i'm trying to make sunnier days

Disturbed and worthless but i still rock the place

I can't rock the mic like eazy dre and ren

Niggas start listenin', and what i'm givin' them