This is a song about "Rod"

Catching all these fishhhhh with a rod

O. trice always rep his block

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

Went thru my phone saw a text, and then she wrote her a message

They even raped her so we blazed they padautomatic shots rang out, on every block

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

Whatever it takes to live and stand

I ain't really been myself since rod passed

I skip to places, smiling faces, while you fucking walk

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

For thou art with me, thy rod and thy staff they comfort me he walked along the

Troublesome niggahahaha, troublesome 19-motherfuckin'-96let it be known nigga

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

That my uncle todd and brother rod went to vancouver