This is a song about "Fat rob"

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

Amazing and fire blazing ill rob your retirement savings

Rob you on the street with the nine

Detonating when i rhyme a rhyme

I get brain everyday; i'm a know it all

Rob tutors, book bags and yet still they call

Yo, big rob you ready?

I'd done stacked many

Trying to rob my lyrical bank,

Whatever it takes to live and stand

You ain't gon find that

Click clack with a switch fat

And that’s a scary thing, i try to duck em good

I was a youngin they was tryna rob a kid

Big and fat, as my big fat oak

Spent a long time coming up this road