This is a song about "Bob and jem"

C’mon and let’s chill baby

Living young and wild and free

Growin out my dreads, i'm bob marley mon

Born alone, work alone, die alone

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

Y'all could be the star in my ficky spot light

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

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

But you done got thick on a nigga, god damn

Social conditioning and

I’m trifling, damn right ignorant

And i'm dizzy and spinning

Let my angel sing

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

Grab the scissors and saws and