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

Tried to find ammo but it's none around town

Become the king robin killin you for a crown

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,

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

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

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

Hop off my dick and make a fucking sandwich

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

Statistics say that niggas with no father ain't going to be shit