This is a song about "Robbing banks"

N i'm robbing timers wholly now no obstruction

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

Wouldn't it be nice if the banks didn't fuck up the loans

Banks fail and get billion-dollar bail-outs, it's sad to call it,

Got heat super freak rick james ya bitch, leave a stain & shit

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

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

Look it something they can't ever see

Robbing national treasury

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

So robbing for objects of opulence ain't worth the consequence,