This is a song about "Robberies"

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

Got dropped roadsters from botched robberies, niggas crouched over

She tell me i got that flame, your rhymes are so deep

But in case of robberies, i gotta stay with the heat

Is it the money or my marriage or media peace

Wear them niggas faces as masks during robberies

So i got my camera on your cameltoe say cheese

I remember all the block parties, music, and the robberies,