This is a song about "Rogers"

I get more respect from the motherfuckin' dope manthe grammy's and american music shows

I'm trying to go psychological with the rogers to shoot ya inside ya nose

I'm in east rogers park, in a lab coat and a suit

That's all a nigga needs, i get through without food

See i'm breathing for a purpose

[b] rogers, yeah really no bluff

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

They say will rogers never met a man he didn't like, obviously he never met you.