This is a song about "Thowing rocks at the crazy l adys"

Throwing rocks at people getting stoned like jesus

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

He probly clockin' double shifts on all of his jobs

Cookin' in the old pot, turn into the crack rocks,

Not a whack job that packs crack rocks in the streets

Sleeping in a cell, it's been 30 weeks

Smoke that mark mcgwire strong, oakland a no basic smoke

Crazy mode, do you know the crazy code

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops

Ask in 10 years and l guarantee the same response

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

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops