This is a song about "Wocket in my pocket"

I got a laptop in my back pocket

Rappers claiming they sick, i heal niggas for good

And i got nieces who need me they fathers ain't important

Can't find the mace in my pocket so i do an about face and

Man these songs that i made in my bedroom and shit

I got a laptop in my back pocket

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and

22 dollars in my pocket, and a hundred in the bank

1 & 1 doesn't equal crack rock in ya back pocket,

But if i did it would be bigger than earl's upper lip

You, you, you have to pay for that

I got a laptop in my back pocket

Bet i'm heavy with that

Keep a gram in my pocket,

And, uh, i don’t know what keeps me alive, shit

This chick played with my rocket through my pocket