This is a song about "Rod"

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

I ain't really been myself since rod passed

I'm wolf, tyler put this fucking knife in my hand

Until she figured out that she don't really like to bang cock

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

You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught

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

Ever since then i had no job

Catching all these fishhhhh with a rod

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

That my uncle todd and brother rod went to vancouver

Walk like i'm drunk, swagga so uhgodyard trunks go around i got a bunch

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