This is a song about "Sam rob"

Rob tutors, book bags and yet still they call

These joints here not found at the mall

Rob, he's be telling me good things about you"

Or michael vick if ya'll bark nigga ya'll through

We rob bases if u snitch ill swing my bat at u

You ain't never shed light on nothing that they're going through

Young bloods really hate school but they study to rob

I don't need your girl. man i got a lot

But i ain’t jacking, i’m chasing dreams

Big rob whaddya think nocturnal means

I can make the clouds jealous nigga i am that fly

On here she met rob, he seemed like a good guy

Shoes, louis, prada, groupie blah blah

Uncle sam, just try to sandwich ya