This is a song about "Mob"

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

Had so much kush and ciroc, bitch, i think my heart stop

They get mad when i lay up in the porsche box

The mass murder mob, with plots of kidnapping cops

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

Try and pull me over, i will not stop

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

And inside they think rap's soft

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

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

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

Shit be happening for a reason, everything is everything

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

I'm trynna beat up every beat until my feet at the top