This is a song about "Rod"

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

That my uncle todd and brother rod went to vancouver

When he see the jugs he will wanna rush to get a quick touch

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

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

And your loves in hindsight and you see everything its not

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,

True, indeed, i don’t rep no block

Catching all these fishhhhh with a rod

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

I ain't really been myself since rod passed

When miles davis cuttin lose with the band