This is a song about "J rod"

Tryin to get a motherfucker to telland couldn't nobody diss my nigga

For thou art with me, thy rod and thy staff they comfort me he walked along the

J k, im just a joker

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute

Cold blooded j shooter. just don't forget it.

While bystanders applaud and nod, while i'm beating you to death with a fucking rod,

They even raped her so we blazed they padautomatic shots rang out, on every block

I'mma do the right thing though, take shock anyway

To those i deem worthy, rap king, little j

I'm in the middle of a bad bitch sandwich, yea

Wait a minute holy shit are you capital j?

A rational b j given by your raps

From an african american stance