This is a song about "Smokey rob"

My ambition to win, just to get me some ends

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

I take em home, fuck her, get high and never call again

I see a problem with the people, they let government rob em

I fuck ya bitch and rob ya house what you gonna do

And what’s worse is before this, i had worshiped you

Trying to rob my lyrical bank,

Hip-hop's unbalances got out of hand

All my nights i stayed up hopin a nigga don't rob

Hi my name is bob and i work at my job

Got a beans if you wanna pop

I go back to my friend rob.

Rob you on the street with the nine

And just in time your head is mine