This is a song about "Angus rood"

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

Now i play the roosevelt and i cop rose

Just remember i said it, by the end of november

And,i hope u get my apology letter

Be beside, lord, just give the right to desire or admire such

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

See you write a letter

This the newest wolf gang member

I see a young teen

Murdered you on the flat screen

I gotta teach hoes

Live from the lamont's rose

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

I’m sayin’ that i know, revealing them most

I'm the doctor you my nurse in a uniform

And the message of this letter was born