This is a song about "Rob"

For things they would rob for, pickin' pockets in the projects,

I think i've got some enemies disguised as friends

On here she met rob, he seemed like a good guy

You just need to take me, i know you can fly

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

I don't need your girl. man i got a lot

I just reflect on how i ain't met you, yet boo

I fuck ya bitch and rob ya house what you gonna do

Pine-green foams, they may never see the store

Loot banks, rob stores and call yo mamma a whore

Your enemies was the prey and now you pray to god

All my nights i stayed up hopin a nigga don't rob

When rob and dez was in the ball pit

A cold beast, nigga i'm the shit