This is a song about "Billy bob"

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

Baby you summertime fine, i'll let you get on top

So every action got its consequence, the lack of common sense,

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

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

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

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

Tupac and slipknot mixed with billy ray cyrus,

While my mom is in the kitchen cookin' up a meal

I know we jumped of a bridge, and now billy ain't here,

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

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

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

With that gorgeous face, i don't know your name, it ain't important babe cuz i'mma call you mine

Yeah the coach used to say i was awesome, right

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