This is a song about "Robbing"

Im robbing you of your flow like you was working as a clerk

Walked out the church, then got a call that my homie was murdered

‘cause when it come to winning, convincing is only been a few

Ironic shenanigans, you the merry men i'm robbing/robin you

And they're robbing our money for tax

He pumped reeboks, his uncles pumped packs

Why people want you single every time that you got a spouse

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

And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa

Last nail, robbing you of your cuticles, and your music flow

You get your girl for something tight tomorrow

Robbing along the block like wells fargo/

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Robbing national treasury