This is a song about "Vicki rogers"

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

Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute

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

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.

[b] rogers, yeah really no bluff

Hitting amputees in the knees, jesus