This is a song about "Ransacking"

Of course i'm robbin' too, i ain't got the loot to cop some shoes,

Always keep it up to date, that's why the hoes choose

So search hard till you find your lady,

But showed up cause i ain't fuckin' lazy

Each bomb digging in straight into the surface

The mask is on 'em like a catholic service

You might find me in the strip club, bruh

And all the while i think of you

Ringing digging singing

This ain't easy, im thinking

Walked in the strip club, had my jacket zipped up

But when her friend visits i doesn't get it much

See i came a long way, that's living the wrong way

Phone in her back pocket made her booty call to say

It's like i just hit the lottery, my god

The man just laughs and says "there was no rob"