This is a song about "Bob dole"

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

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit

Ceremony with all my homies, i'm suicidal

Rasta on my wall, bob marley my idol,

You see the world is scary

Sponge bob bitch,"im ready"

Now yall listening to me flow while your heads rest easy and bob,

Bitch, i hit one button, my roof open like a hard spot

I never use a fork i always spoon her

We use to be kids on that bob the builder,

You up, you gotta know your limits without any assistance or else

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

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

So all the hustling for nothing man

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