This is a song about "Rob dyrdek"

But i'm in the bible like moses, read the damn book

My suppressor on tight, and bitch im playing rob 'n' hood

I know i'm not the only bastard in america

Rob a bank, i'd drive for my motherfuckin' nigga

Been running around trying find a job

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

You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught

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

Fight for what broad, these hoes ain't mine

Rob you on the street with the nine

Your enemies was the prey and now you pray to god

Young bloods really hate school but they study to rob

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Trying to rob my lyrical bank,

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

You're my reflection and all i see is you