This is a song about "Robbed a store"

Now you know you shoulda ducked nigga

A store that dosen't get a

Nigga i ain't never scared

They robbed us in the end

I'm a lost soul, twisted lyricist with mischief in store

They say my music knocks, so i hope it open every door

If yall aint get it, the store is a front, front is a store

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

Home has been robbed by unwanted burglars

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

Since i hopped on this site, everyone's chances have been robbed,

Rebellion and defiance makes my muthafuckin' cock hard

So i'm going to need some help, on this next part

No job, got robbed, by the mob, i sobbed.