This is a song about "Mob"

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

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

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

I'm optimistic like playing keeno with all that you got

New message from mom

We in the mob im the don,

The mass murder mob, with plots of kidnapping cops

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

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

Hold up call it prime time, hold up i'm a mob bomb.

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,

She can only take so much more than her heart got

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