This is a song about "Bob amp amp amp"

And they can't see the tragedy

I'm patrick smoking trees with bob, spongy

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

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

That's making your head bob even if the music was muted,

And you rap niggas looking funny tryna talk back and shit

And isaiah say one day your time will come

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

By the minute i was getting paid like a hot line

Amp up the meaning of words and crush time after time.

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

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

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

Invent things like spaceships, diamond baguette bracelets and earn a few pay checks.

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

Hit the pen and now no sinnin is the game plan