This is a song about "Mob"

The mass murder mob, with plots of kidnapping cops

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

We in the mob im the don,

Pay dues like a hair salon

Only real niggas stay on top

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

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

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

Smoke that weed then we do the damn thang every evening evening

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

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

Pork on the fork, white in the pot

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

Trying to get his life together, or what not

In the heartz of men

It's like mob time we pay them