This is a song about "Rob campbell"

I go back to my friend rob.

And don't make vibrations stop

Than i rob you and smoke all your herb

You're so white, my blinkers don't work

Its been a long time comin, i should hang with you

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

Sleeping in a cell, it's been 30 weeks

Big rob whaddya think nocturnal means

They rap they're ass off and don't nobody like their songs

And constant doin' stick-ups, flip up, friends would rob grocery stores,

When rob and dez was in the ball pit

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

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

As i take you through a ghetto nigga's lullaby

We rob bases if u snitch ill swing my bat at u

I love what you're doin'. i'm just hopin' you continue