- Mr. Roca Wear Suicide, Got lynched by his dolla's, so call em fresh to death. Dreamin of a pool of cash clothes, But not concidering the depth. Mr " ONLY ROC ROC JEANS CAUSE HIS KNOT SO THICK". Mr "Na i a pass on her cause she not so thick". Mr Man Alive, he say you only live once. Mr got killed for not payin attention, he was worried bout the money in front. A my outfit so cold, an my heart is an ice box,Ion drink when i'm depressed, i jus cop more ROC.! Never droppin tears, instead of cryin, he make it rain.Now she done got two stacks off the floor like, dude must be in pain. Cuttin deeper, he's gettin weaker, he back at the register. Cashin out is his pride an joy, his treasure an pleasure. If he could buy his way to heaven, he'd use that cash on clothes wit logo's. Or give that ticket to his momma like, you deserve this way mo'. He like, i deserve to be fresh, i deserve to be fly, cause if you look at me back den, its like why would't i? In elementary his timb's were tide too tight, forces was two sizes too small, but now his demeanor so right! who is you who is you, cant nobody tell me nothin, get my swagg out yo mouth, ion do passion marks dog so please stop suckin. Use to aint have a relationship wit his money, now he sleepin wit his ends, use to be a people person, now he's sleepin on his friends. Material suicide, lynched by a rope of clothes, money and pride: