This is a song about "Todd fishing rod"

But my crib was straight ahead, shorty gave me head

Flaming wrath, i'll lace the crack, drop hooks like a fishing net,

Was just such a fufilling feeling, we stuck in the building

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

So ain't no future fuckin' youi ain't tha bitch ta love yacan't do a damn thang for you

To you, ill take you out fishing an leave the sharks with something to chew, no rescue,

I ain't really been myself since rod passed

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Miss the risk of fishing digits off a bitches

Niggas run around with them chickens just leave with the fishes

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

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image

God forgive and we don't, keep my circle small you can't get in my crowd

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