This is a song about "Mob"

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,

Can’t tell you where i’m going, just know i won't stop

We the squad, freshgang , out that c-town mob

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

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

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

With their own versions and different shitthe same night i prayed to god

I'm a mob by myself/

If you can't look up at yourself

Foes has got to realize, the mob on a killin, robbers gott a stealing,

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

We in the mob im the don,

Pay dues like a hair salon

I get my cake; i love hip hop

No job, got robbed, by the mob, i sobbed.