This is a song about "Jay rob"

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Rob a bank, i'd drive for my motherfuckin' nigga

I'm takin off first, this g6 is on it's way

My big dick into her va jay jay

I'd rather not live like there isn't a god

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

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

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

So i parked in a tow-away zone

Kanye, jay z, thanks for watching the throne

And this is dc where the rich see the poor

Going to meet rob, and tryin' to act cool

The arguments are gettin' loud, i wanna stay

Scott la rock, mac dre, and jam master jay,