This is a song about "Todd fishing rod"

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

That my uncle todd and brother rod went to vancouver

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

I'll push this fucking pregnant clown into a hydrant stuck in the ground

And when shit like what happened to amanda todd happens, we just sit around/

And you can check my stats cuz worldwide they attesting to that

I'm always fishing for new diction man, you wouldn't believe it

Loosing my vision, now i wish i'd never gone fishing

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

They burn on every block

Catching all these fishhhhh with a rod

My plans laid just right, fishing in the moonlight

What a sad sight, lookin’ at my gas light