This is a song about "Mob"

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

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

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

You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught

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

Shit be happening for a reason, everything is everything

We charging you niggas up you like it or not

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

If you thought it, it better be what you want

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

I say i’m wrong, you say come again

It's like mob time we pay them

The mass murder mob, with plots of kidnapping cops

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops