This is a song about "Mob"

Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the don

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

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

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

Cause i, am feeling this deep down in my heart

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

I'm a mob by myself/

I'm on deck i'm up next

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

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

It's like mob time we pay them

I say i’m wrong, you say come again

The mass murder mob, with plots of kidnapping cops

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box