This is a song about "Rob being a wanker"

Fresh to death, when i step, you can hear momma's cry

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

Straight g thing, double m g thing

But thats the life of a human being

Timmy got his bike stole

Being swallowed in a vac whole

Being a white knight ain't acceptable

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Young and dumb, or even old and stupid

I was a youngin they was tryna rob a kid

That god isn't finished with me yeti feel his hand on my brain

I could rob a bank but you're so ugly you're not one i'd frame,

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

It tries to rob you and you wanna stab it with a knife

Stirrin' a crock of shit like the rocks for the cops to rob 'em,

Just put on one of me or big sean's cds and roll me some