This is a song about "Rap rod"

No coach bag if i go with that, snake skin tote that cobra clutch

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

Im not a rap dude or a dude who rap

But they ain't for rat tat tat-tat tat

I didn't take my fucking ritalin, this is a hype track

People give a bad fuckin' rap to old-school southern rap,

You, you, you have to pay for that

What influences you to rap

A couple of haters looking, i’m knowing them niggas hot

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

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

Fo ta lova rap, i always loved rap,

Catching all these fishhhhh with a rod

Just searching for the perfect shot

I know what you do with that

Ill end you will to rap