This is a song about "How to rob"

It tries to rob you and you wanna stab it with a knife

Folarin never walk in prada and talk of a price

I don't know how to rap,

Well, i can handle that

I go back to my friend rob.

We popping bottles, it don't stop

All we need is convienient love

How we yet to find solace

These other rap niggas should never be a problem

Stirrin' a crock of shit like the rocks for the cops to rob 'em,

Just to see how it tasted

My bitches fuck me good

Would rob & steal to keep it real / ain't ever seen the bigger deal

Jeah! it's like the whole bird gang's in here, like kurt cobain's was here