This is a song about "Bob"

Now nigga, look what hell madevisions of cops and sirens, niggas open fire

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

Than the muse of a family

I'm patrick smoking trees with bob, spongy

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

I feelin like the ?bob?, when he was on da fone wit jimmy.

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

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

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

Tell by your handbag that boy don't do you right

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

Why e.d.iprovide shit, fo tha needyand take from tha greedykadafi, is not sloppy

Real enough to admit i listen to people's opinions

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

And isaiah say one day your time will come

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