This is a song about "Bob evans"

Hit towns with coke, a .45 blue as chrome

Growin out my dreads, i'm bob marley mon

My nomo could be found in stores but the jersey only nomo got

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

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

Wanted to go skate, can't, now my day is borin', damn

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

The possibilities endless, what to expect, i'll stop this killin spree, fuck it, who's next?

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

If you still gon' be on some crooked-ass nigga shit

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

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

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

But i'm sorry for the damage i have done

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

They say love is the slowest form of suicide