This is a song about "Robbing banks"

Ask too many questions about the stars and earth shit

Decides everything, the wall street banks, no they're loving it,

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

You irish midget,i'm robbing you from the victory

I reel them in, goadomes on see

Robbing national treasury

Mouse slowly carouse to rat, as swings the bat, robbing house after house

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

And you believe when a rapper wan' be one

I get more from banks than aunt vivian

He in bootcamp, you on food stamps

The river of death has brimmed his banks

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

N i'm robbing timers wholly now no obstruction

And they're robbing our money for tax

Yeah, red bottoms, she ain't trying to dance