This is a song about "Rob blades"

All these famous serial killers got these sharp ass blades.

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

I don't do dishes but i throw away your plates

Oh the shame... i'm flowin like some roller blades

With their own versions and different shitthe same night i prayed to god

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

Nessy loch monster stop will he though? probably not

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

Got enough blades for when the zombies come

With a ski maski'm the first one to warn them

Big rob whaddya think nocturnal means

Get grand slam fans out of they seats

Pop, pop bottles on all these bitches

Only sharp blades to spill blood with

But make sure if they do see

Yo, big rob you ready?