This is a song about "Bob amp"

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

I'm patrick smoking trees with bob, spongy

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

So i'm hurting. me effort is apparent she not fertile

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

G5, clearport, say hello to the man

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

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

We use to be kids on that bob the builder,

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

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

I was gonna start diggin' into these niggas chest, right

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Rasta on my wall, bob marley my idol,

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

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