This is a song about "Popeye"

Popeye, a-rod, get one for the go, know a nigga on his spinach

Play a song, invade a thong, my dick is havin' guts for lunch

Living in jail, this is hell, enemies die

Make you go cockeyed see like popeye,

My fitness is popeye ripping up a can of spinach

Be beside, lord, just give the right to desire or admire such