This is a song about "Mob"

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

Hahaha, yothese felonies be like prophecies beggin me to stop

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

Before you know it, she workin', jerkin' it nonstop

Yup, im stylin on'emevery girl i meet thinks im hot

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

Gets harder than rihanna when

It's like mob time we pay them

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

Hi my name is bob and i work at my job

And if you pay for that yourself

I'm a mob by myself/

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

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