This is a song about "Type of rocks"

So hey yo, i'm the type of person, who's says i'm the type of person

Telling me shutup, i’m leaving youthe reason you ain’t even got one

Every type of person, can't see my now.

Cause i run up in them and i make their cats meow

The type of shit that causes mass confusion

I'm finna break this blunt down and burn me up one

Porn star head, she gon’ suck it like a sequel

Breedin' a whole new type of evil

Now the cleanest shots dreaming not of angel rocks

He probly clockin' double shifts on all of his jobs

And i'll show you all type of bitches

Through the grapevine yeah they diss diss

So hey yo, i'm the type of person, who's says i'm the type of person

I preach to demons at your church, now i'm the newest sermon

The type of embarrassment i serve stays with you for life

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live