This is a song about "A rod"

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

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

It ain't nothing though

It's a yes or a no

Your a show without a channel

Be the ocean, where i unravel

With a ba and a masters

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

Mixed cocktails, shaken not stirred

I'm a vulture yous a buzzard

Like a baby without a diaper

Omo niaja get em' higher

Shopping i’ll be in paris

Spit a poem or a diss

First off congratulations on the win

Given a velocity and a direction