This is a song about "Kyle rogers"

They say will rogers never met a man he didn't like, obviously he never met you.

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

[b] rogers, yeah really no bluff

Then the blood drip on the floor poison pieces

I'm in east rogers park, in a lab coat and a suit

Life's lemons is bitter, i need another fruit

I get more respect from the motherfuckin' dope manthe grammy's and american music shows

I'm trying to go psychological with the rogers to shoot ya inside ya nose