This is a song about "Rob gronkowski"

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

I told her all about how we been living a lie

For things they would rob for, pickin' pockets in the projects,

I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents

Rob tutors, book bags and yet still they call

A real life viking, shout out to st. paul

She hold a nigga down, you deserve them boo

Rob, he's be telling me good things about you"

Young bloods really hate school but they study to rob

We the squad, young folarin, out that maybach mob

I go back to my friend rob.

Been running around trying find a job

Rob you on the street with the nine

Save some, save none at the same time

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Yo, big rob you ready?