This is a song about "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

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

That my uncle todd and brother rod went to vancouver

Catching all these fishhhhh with a rod

Just searching for the perfect shot

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

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

With their own versions and different shitthe same night i prayed to god

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

But my plan is to show you that i understand

I ain't really been myself since rod passed

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