This is a song about "Robin thikle"

Put my squad on my back like i'm wearing me a starter jacket

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

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

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

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

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message

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

Become the king robin killin you for a crown

And big kill, r.i.pand all you other o.g.'s, who go down

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,