This is a song about "Kendrick lamar rob cops shmuck"

Baby you summertime fine, i'll let you get on top

All my nights i stayed up hopin a nigga don't rob

Lamar, oh, sorry yo, we done both set the bar low

Yeah live from the soho, and hov told me i'd blow joe

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Trying to rob my lyrical bank,

A$ap rocky, drake, big k.r.i.t., and we got kendrick lamar,

Cause yo ass got me fiending for ya so far

No rubber sole, hardwood bastard

Than i rob you and smoke all your herb

It gets me madder than a mob, it gets me thinkin' i'd rather rob

You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught

I used to have dark nights now it’s bright lights

Tell kendrick, when you controlling all them lines