This is a song about "Fishing rod"

Miss the risk of fishing digits off a bitches

And i'll be rich if i get another diss

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

You couldn't drop a decent line even if you we're fishing

To you, ill take you out fishing an leave the sharks with something to chew, no rescue,

Verse two:yeah niggai got tha word as hellya blew trial and tha judge gave you

My sister and them, all my niggas listening

Loosing my vision, now i wish i'd never gone fishing

My plans laid just right, fishing in the moonlight

White girl, you can ask her what the dick be like

I'm optimistic like playing keeno with all that you got

I rap fast they rap plod, i'm living in fantasy with ma rap rod

When he see the jugs he will wanna rush to get a quick touch

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