This is a song about "Dodger"

I got somethin' to prove and i got nothin' to lose, so to all y'all fat critics stuck in a loop,

You couldnt make a belemic puke on a piece of fuckin corn and peanut poop

Walked out of jail out on bail

You gotta understand, i don't drop bars i drop jail

Live on the beach,sunny outside kids playin n da heat

Including fox hill and 27th street