This is a song about "Fat rob"

I see a problem with the people, they let government rob em

And all these rappers know just where i'm bout to go so catch me then

Big rob whaddya think nocturnal means

Ass shots in her seven jeans

Looking at a fat man's dick/

I dropped another classic

Motivated just from being broke

Big and fat, as my big fat oak

On here she met rob, he seemed like a good guy

K o d, m i a, twenty racks, let it fly

I was a youngin they was tryna rob a kid

This beat is st.nicholas,young, black, gifted

The 40 if i cop bottles, we can't believe you

I fuck ya bitch and rob ya house what you gonna do

Loot banks, rob stores and call yo mamma a whore

Her hair all over the bed, that make me love her more