This is a song about "Robbing"

Feeling it? my plan's to do career robbing.

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

We robbing the hot topic and dropping

Em starting, 50 staring, gaga, game starting

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

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

Phone company's robbing you with collusion

And it rules everything around them

N i'm robbing timers wholly now no obstruction

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

Face robbing bankers, and face computer hackers

My only purpose is to jerk it cause it has a curve

Yeah live from the soho, and hov told me i'd blow joe

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

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

My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings