This is a song about "She thinks im robin hood"

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

She thinks she's free, but i'd have to disagree

When she was pregnant i'm surprised i ain't retardedat night i can't sleep, count sheep

She likes to look in my hood; she says it's the best shiny bling with that one rippled beat

Ay yo you wonder who i are

Everyone thinks im a heartless monster

And im god, she on her ker knees for me

Via niggas rep spreading speeches through the city

Damn i’m no good, but damn it’s so good

Now im mad at the hood like a crook

But you niggas too weak, but just give me 2 weeks and i'm good

Im in the car i'm about to park when this shit jumps on my hood

She look in my hood, says it's the best rippled beat

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

Just cause im not shootin, smoking, or crippin in the hood

Got a little too much confidence and seem shook