Crack Rock - Frank Ocean

You don’t know how little you matter until you’re all alone

In the middle of Arkansas with a little rock left in that glass dick

Used to date a blonde, you used to hit it raw

'Cause she was and you are madly involved, madly involved

Hittin' stones in glass homes

You’re smokin' stones in abandoned homes

You hit them stones and broke your home

Crack rock, crack rock

Crack rock, crack rock

Hittin' stones in glass homes

You’re smokin' stones in abandoned homes

You hit them stones and broke your home

Crack rock, crack rock

Crack rock, crack rock

You’re shuckin' and jivin', stealin' and robbin'

To get the fixing that you’re itching for

Your family stopped inviting you to things

Won’t let you hold their infant

You used to to get a little cut-up from time to time

But the freaks ain’t trying to sleep with cracky

Hittin' stones in glass homes

You’re smokin' stones in abandoned homes

You hit them stones and you broke your home

Crack rock

Crack rock, crack rock

Crooked cop, dead cop

How much dope can you push to me?

Crooked cop, dead cop

No good for community

Fuckin' pig get shot, three hundred men will search for me

My brother get popped and don’t no one hear the sound

Don’t no one hear the rounds (Sound)

Don’t no one hear the shells (Shells)

Don’t no one hear a sound

Don’t no one disturb the peace for riot

Don’t no one disrupt nirvana

Don’t no one wanna blow the high

Crack rock, crack rock, crack rock

How you feeling, girl?

How’s the gutter doing?

Crack rock