This is a song about "Bob amp amp amp amp amp"

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

And put together a million march for some gangsta shit

I'm patrick smoking trees with bob, spongy

But i kinda like your company

You gon' need a couple stars to get your first victor

We use to be kids on that bob the builder,

Popping something thats forbidden and every single fifty

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

I’ma show you why the ring finger need a peace sign

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

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

Sponge bob bitch,"im ready"

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

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

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