This is a song about "Throwing rocks"

The projects to the urban hood, where bitches pop rocks,

I got these bitches brewin' inside of my gold pots

Throwing up illuminati signs just for attention

But then they'll get my mom for 18 years of possession

I hated, some ritalin, some white socks

You know odd future it's raining heat rocks

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

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

Throwing rocks at people getting stoned like jesus

Pay him some attention, he's smart and he's genius

Throwing animal parts at scarlett johansen

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

I feel yet lively, the trip to school was throwing rocks at me

Get a little smart, want to change yo tops

Am i just a country boy, who rocks