This is a song about "I pod"

I believe i am to blame

Im courtside, wizard game

I lost mona,i lost wife

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

She blushed, the clothes came off, and i bust heri'm up now, ready to get drunk on the block

Im done, hopefully you now know im the one son of the true rap god, sent in a heavenly pod,

I don't know what i expected

It’s no days off, you ain't doing shit

I know that i should forget

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

That i forgot,that i needed

Then the gun shot, but i wasn't hit