This is a song about "Jay rob"

Working out 9 to 5 keeping them babies fly

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

Scott la rock, proof, big l, khadafi, jam master jay,

Quit the job baby, come and fuck me all day

Got racks you don’t understand

Trying to rob my lyrical bank,

I'm a real thug,you can call me jay

But i - somehow, some way

Talk shit, take a stand in the same rhyme

Rob you on the street with the nine

Your chick said i'm hot

I go back to my friend rob.

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

You know we kick it like everyday