This is a song about "Bob dole"

But i be like for real, just pick up that phone

Growin out my dreads, i'm bob marley mon

We use to be kids on that bob the builder,

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

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

Wifey like it one minute next minute she don't, man

Ceremony with all my homies, i'm suicidal

Rasta on my wall, bob marley my idol,

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Other rappers holding udders dole a molten stutter

Rage, pain, was blown away in the wind like bob dylan's,

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

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

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

You got your nails did, damn girl you're on a roll

I'm a millionaire, you on the dole!