This is a song about "Bob amp"

Though uncalled for, they gon drop them

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

Rasta on my wall, bob marley my idol,

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

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

I’m at the altar sayin’ my vows, to this benjamin franklin pile

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

So if i'm not clubbing, don't think i'm on some jerk shit

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

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

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

I got twelve hundred kicks, them straight from japan

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

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

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

Uh, my mind still lurkin' on rappad figurin' out who to murk next