This is a song about "Mob"

Suck my lolly pop then

It's like mob time we pay them

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

The mass murder mob, with plots of kidnapping cops

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

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

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

Lips, hips, hair drips down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

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

And your loves in hindsight and you see everything its not

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

This is the part where we run hip hop

Couple of foreign cars that i ride, no top

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