This is a song about "Lynch mob"

If you talk shit, i'll make you cry and tell your big moms

The mass murder mob, with plots of kidnapping cops

Not to mention four lynch pins and a stringent stored

Oh, not again! another critic writing report

It's like mob time we pay them

And do i need to mention when

I'm a mob by myself/

After lebron, i'm what's next

We in the mob im the don,

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

My nomo could be found in stores but the jersey only nomo got

Got up, voice says look up, surrounded by members of the native mob,

No snakes, royalty hating niggas don’t get no pussy

I'm in college now got the professors to mob with me