This is a song about "Types of rocks"

Go on get lost, kick rocks,

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

Took her to the club and i bought her all types of drinks

Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live

So bare with me im many types of cray.

Then some lady named billie holiday

I'd remember my favorite types of recipes

Crazed raised off hennesey, tell me will my enemies

Let's face it, i can’t replace

I conquer in all types and ways

Just remember us from time to time when you drop them lines

I've got the urge to smite this nerd that types

And i'm still hurtin over pops

Am i just a country boy, who rocks

He storms to his computer room and, types that you're a faggot.

Watch me blow like i exhale i excel in this rap shit