This is a song about "I pod"

I know thats what i trust

And bijies like im out and

I promise i might be okay

Young peyton don't huddle, still run my play

I know that i should forget

Woo-hah, got you all in check

I know that i should forget

Code red, which means you go red

I believe i am to blame

Bad rap, cuties claim

That i forgot,that i needed

Me, wale, so hard - as shit

And i keep a fly girl like jenny from the block

Lines-of-a-god, no replicated pod.