This is a song about "Young money rocks"

Called ignorant and dumb by the rest, when we kick rocks,

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

And some people really do care, our heroes, our rocks.

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

He slings rocks, stashes his knife

Take her back to where i live

Hang here cuz people's previously sold rocks?

Get a little smart, want to change yo tops

Audemars that's losing time, hidden behind all these big rocks

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Cookin' in the old pot, turn into the crack rocks,

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

Young money shit, me and lil wayne too big

And whack hoes hatin' on key out in public

One night, i was selling some rocks

I hated, some ritalin, some white socks