This is a song about "A rod"

Influences are a dime a dozen

Best friend, girl friend, and my good cousin

Spit a poem or a diss

She gon get the mils for this

Popeye, a-rod, get one for the go, know a nigga on his spinach

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image

Bad bitches get low

It's a yes or a no

Do you a need a donation

Where god at? i need to call him

Troublesome niggahahaha, troublesome 19-motherfuckin'-96let it be known nigga

For thou art with me, thy rod and thy staff they comfort me he walked along the

Our nation have to bow, africa

A store that dosen't get a

While bystanders applaud and nod, while i'm beating you to death with a fucking rod,

They even raped her so we blazed they padautomatic shots rang out, on every block