This is a song about "Rob campbell"

Just hustling you understand

Trying to rob my lyrical bank,

I can only imagine, uncle bob

Young bloods really hate school but they study to rob

Always got a song to do can't get along it's true

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

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

Going to meet rob, and tryin' to act cool

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

Luchador like i been masked but still remain fly

I was a youngin they was tryna rob a kid

That's motivation, my people living wicked

When rob and dez was in the ball pit

After that moscato hit

My nomo could be found in stores but the jersey only nomo got

I'ma rob you of your mic and your life if you don't fucking stop