This is a song about "Robin thicke"

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

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

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

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

And these artists don't need me they already rich

What the fuck? that's your fucking brother? i ain't with that jerkin' shit

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

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

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

Then start barkin' loud 'til the neighbors wanna calm you down

Become the king robin killin you for a crown