This is a song about "Mob"

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,

Can’t tell you where i’m going, just know i won't stop

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

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

Tired of making money, i'm on to making history

While she blame mesecrets in tha dark

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

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

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

It's cole, won't lie, won't stop 'til the race is won

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

We in the mob im the don,

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john