This is a song about "Rogers"

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

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

[b] rogers, yeah really no bluff

When they showed up at your door at christmas

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

When i'm fuckin' and we on cloud nine for that minute

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

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