This is a song about "Robin thick"

So sit and shrink you stupid thick prick

If his bitch insist on getting sick

I think next time i rap i'll do it fast and thick

We touch down in moscow and take flicks like click click

She ain't ever trippin when a nigga ain't around

Become the king robin killin you for a crown

So i eye a thick pretty waist

Cause i’m going out with a fist raised

So get your glass lift it up in the toast position

That ride or die anytime, threw thick or thin,

The bloodshed's reality, it runs thick, it's tragedy

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky

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

Or fuck my enemies bitch, acting bad and getting rich

I dropped another classic

Oh ya, like that, make it thick