This is a song about "Robin wank horse dog bollocks"

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

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

'cause i'm comin' at you like a dark horse

So i went down south but i ended up north

Tryna see if real lyric spittin can buy me a porsche

Beat illmatic? fine, pace on tracks like a racing horse,

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

Other cops looking' at me like a dark horse

I'll teach you how to take it slow

V-neck polo, horse be the logo

Fuck you and the horse you rode in on too,

Teenage parties, i recommend you

'cause i'm comin' at you like a dark horse

Music is my first, but i contemplate divorce

Pacing back and forth mind racing like a track horse

Flyer than the rest of ‘em, i hold the beat to reinforce