This is a song about "P rod"

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

I ain't really been myself since rod passed

And its simple as that baby

Hustling tryna make this p

Dont take the p... out of people less fortunate,

Im sayin one night my love is like that

I'm a, p-i-m-p, like fiddy explained

And i feared that my fans say i failed

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

Yup, im stylin on'emevery girl i meet thinks im hot

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

'you got a visitor mr. p' bitch send him in

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin