This is a song about "Robin van der laan"

Hop off my dick and make a fucking sandwich

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

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

You heard van city's finest man, so back the hell up off me

Follow the irony, dick van dyke,to get use to lifeline,

And all that time with your friends put my momentum on decline

Might win a dollar

Took the van, went snatch her

Dont be riding in kendricks old mini-van/

Not a fake person, that's the sims man

Double m self made we forever rich

Hop back in the van and then depart the bitch

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

And you rap niggas looking funny tryna talk back and shit