Everybody turn into a therapist
When they live the life vicariously
You can see it's clearer than Sierra Mist
Spit the shit in arabic
Merry Christmas you filthy animals
I'm VERY PISSED
At Various opposition
Cuz when we step up in the party like a mouse you scurry
Your vision blurry
When I hit you with a flurry of fists of fury
Once again it's the Rock boy
Shutting down your block boy
Shout out to the Blok Boyz
George Fisher and them other niggas
You know that Rocky Rhodes fuckin witcha
Got a fetish for lettuce I had to go and get it
And if my Baby Mama trippin' then I don't sweat it
Cuz I be ridin wit my nigga wit them chrome headers
You tell me flow and Ima bus like Jerome Bettis
My papa said the world is scary
Told him I'll be brave
And on this mic you get filleted like I'm Bobby Flay (Yeah)

I never lose what I got my sights on
Every day I see the Eye to Eye drone when I'm on my ride home
It's getting dark I cut my lights on
When I get home I cut my mic on
You see my struggle has been lifelong
Whether I'm right wrong or indifferent
Ima get throwed til I blow like a pipe bomb
Feeling like the baddest dude
Spazzin' cuz I don't like your attitude
You better dash like Crash Bandicoot
And Bitch I never been a fan of you
I been out eating Spanish food out in Santa Cruz
Doin what I had to do to make an avenue so my
Family could have the loot
C'mon son I ain't mad at you
I wish the best for ya lil homie
It's just too bad you wasn't real homie
And shawty actin like she hate me but she still want me
She play my music when she feel lonely
It's really nothing to a real OG
But lately I've been off track it's been whack
Taking five steps forward just to take another ten back
I could be everything you need give me one chance
I put that on everything like some Dion's Ranch
New Mex nigga I'm the next nigga to wreck shit
But I'm still the wrong muthafucka to mess with
So take a step inside your radio
And let me welcome you to the next episode
Of the life of Rocky Rhodes