This is a song about "J rod"

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

Amnesty international got bangkok to montauk on lock

The richest place on earth

Like j-j-j-mont, but next time she utters

And the reason that i'm going

D j t j, the best, do his thing

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

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

Bitch, i might make you my baby

For that j number three

Is heaven just another door? and my people say

Now you better obey, imma pass it to my boy j

I'm hoping that this letter reaches you

Im the only young j d-o

J k, im just a joker

Just lay your head on my shoulder