This is a song about "Bazooka bob"

It's a ribbity rambully, be bob drop from a 3 year old

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

Now yall listening to me flow while your heads rest easy and bob,

Give me tall glass, coconut ciroc, please, no soda pop

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Rage, pain, was blown away in the wind like bob dylan's,

Don’t hit my twitter, leave me alone

Growin out my dreads, i'm bob marley mon

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

We use to be kids on that bob the builder,

I’m at the altar sayin’ my vows, to this benjamin franklin pile

But the moment she started to bob it fast deep, i could last for awhile

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Has changed who do you want to channel for a rap battle goin all bob somebody

Wanted to go skate, can't, now my day is borin', damn

Yes siree 'bob', i was thinking the same thang