This is a song about "Big rob"

Stallion of the year: medallions in my ear

Quick fast in and out we rob the servo cashier

The man just laughs and says "there was no rob"

Feeling lucky let me touch your spot

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

Trying to rob my lyrical bank,

Rob you on the street with the nine

She take two man one time

Young bloods really hate school but they study to rob

Ha-ha, laughing all the way to the top

So pass the weed, i'll rob the game up like butch cassidy,

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught

It gets me madder than a mob, it gets me thinkin' i'd rather rob

These joints here not found at the mall

Rob tutors, book bags and yet still they call