This is a song about "Robin powell"

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

Get more nasty ass than robin thicke when miley was twerkin it

Your lines are all slurred bitch, fly as a robin bird bitch

Lot of intuition, i ain't never finished college

The false bravado of a ghetto robin from the hood its classic

Everybody judging off a single i ain't even pick

Im the opposite to robin hood, i break every school rule, all i care bout is you,

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

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

I shows out, like dope when i put that flow down

Become the king robin killin you for a crown