This is a song about "Billy bob thornton"

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

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

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

Hahaha, yothese felonies be like prophecies beggin me to stop

She call me bob the builder cause i screw shit so tight

Lord forgive me i'm trying, know i ain't living right

But you gotta be meticulous, to get these critics and cats to bob their heads,

The possibilities endless, what to expect, i'll stop this killin spree, fuck it, who's next?

The j gets smaller, i'm loving my zone

Growin out my dreads, i'm bob marley mon

Is that the kid should prolly change my name to billy width

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

To speak from the soul and just leave it with them

Sponge bob you a square, i'm a pi problem

Flippin like a kilo/ im dippin like ur ken folk/ ur a hill billy rapper/ im killin this rhyme

Whenever you tired i be right there beside, the pillow talk and confide, make your secrets all mine