This is a song about "Rob thomas"

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

Insane, crazy, the only girl that can make time then make me stop

Well look, if you don't talk, i mean these sessions are going to go slower

Like #thomas #the #engine, 'n' if you play back, you'll get run over

I see a problem with the people, they let government rob em

A fuckin' sausage fest will them shaky niggas get married then

Trying to rob my lyrical bank,

Cause i got the burner in the hand

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one

If you're messin' with miss emma you're gonna get deader than thomas edison

I'm optimistic like playing keeno with all that you got

All my nights i stayed up hopin a nigga don't rob

I don't kiss and tell, that's so middle school

Going to meet rob, and tryin' to act cool

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

You ain't never shed light on nothing that they're going through