This is a song about "Sam rob"

Boss in my hugo, floss like my tooth hurt

Than i rob you and smoke all your herb

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Yo, big rob you ready?

I go back to my friend rob.

Ever since then i had no job

By any means, if ya like it or not

The man just laughs and says "there was no rob"

Bands on top of bands, got me fuckin’ her and her friends

For things they would rob for, pickin' pockets in the projects,

These joints here not found at the mall

Rob tutors, book bags and yet still they call

But it might lead to that r2d2, the mobsters creep through

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

Young bloods really hate school but they study to rob

Hi my name is bob and i work at my job