This is a song about "Rob ford"

I put that nigga in his casket

When rob and dez was in the ball pit

One shot make a nigga's heartbeat stop

I go back to my friend rob.

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

But of course, i'm the white boy that shows no remorse

Apologizing for my actions, sometimes i get bored

Smash into your four-by-four door ford in a honda accord,

Big rob whaddya think nocturnal means

Cause after all the lights and screams

Take some inventory, in this gorge there's a ford engine, door hinge

I had you motherfuckers eating salad like a fat bitch

Whitey here, but don't misconstrued me with the ford,

Bring the remainin' red and white pieces to the fort

Until the end if time

Rob you on the street with the nine