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

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

Can you picture my specific plan

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

And we ain't hard to find is the tales that we kick

I'm patrick smoking trees with bob, spongy

Malia family, we the family

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

‘cause every mother’s day needs a mother’s night

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

In a turtle neck, thermal jeans, spit purple wine

Growin out my dreads, i'm bob marley mon

And you acting grown, doggy you ain't back at home

They say nothings ever free

Sponge bob bitch,"im ready"

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