This is a song about "Slob on my nob"

It's cole, won't lie, won't stop 'til the race is won

Turnin on my tv my favorite show was on

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

Let it rain let it thunder put a slob 6 feet under

No diamonds on my neck, but best believe its on my checklist

If i ain't get em yet, believe their name is on the short list

Close my eyes and turn my headphones on,

When you took my hand up so calm

On my ride on the bills baby i

Busting off, tryna touch the sky

Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong

Rolling with my yankees hat on

Be shy when we're all alone

Did it all on my own