This is a song about "Type of rock"

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

We the type of niggas you'll depend upon.

Flyer then the rest of them, still got my nike boots

The type of guy that'll invade ya schools

We the type of niggas you'll depend upon.

Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the don

Racks on racks, i don’t know how to act

Stimulating night in club type of fact

The type of shit that causes mass confusion

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done

Luck on my brim supreme keeps me warm

That needs some type of life form

Bitch no days off and i ain't got no breaks

This type of lifestyle that one simulates

I'll meet you in the sky

Im just that type of guy