This is a song about "Rod"

Living if she is or not

Catching all these fishhhhh with a rod

Whatever it takes to live and stand

I ain't really been myself since rod passed

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

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

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

That my uncle todd and brother rod went to vancouver

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

If i'm getting geetchi i can rock three chains on either block

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

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