This is a song about "Mob"

We in the mob im the don,

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

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

Shit be happening for a reason, everything is everything

You never gonna forgive me, but your so damn pretty

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

It's like mob time we pay them

Cause i've been sentthe heartz of men

A working genius, a work of art

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

Hahaha, yothese felonies be like prophecies beggin me to stop

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

Then she riding on the topshe about to make it pop

This walkin' time bomb has enough bars to kill a mob