This is a song about "Todd fishing rod"

For thou art with me, thy rod and thy staff they comfort me he walked along the

Tryin to get a motherfucker to telland couldn't nobody diss my nigga

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

Look into your eyes i realize that i like you so much

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

Champaign by your tub, rose pedals as she walk, you know the floor don't need to see you

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

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

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

You couldn't drop a decent line even if you we're fishing

Where i'm from, if you ever seen what i seen

Waiting on a fishing line for this dream,

Yo she think my steering wheel on the wrong side

My plans laid just right, fishing in the moonlight