This is a song about "Bob goblins"

Sponge bob bitch,"im ready"

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

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

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

What you bust still sucks, an obituary's sanctuary don't make sense

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

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

I just wanna go to the slum

Rasta on my wall, bob marley my idol,

If they startcuz it's all about survival

And good henny make a nigga just want you tonight

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

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

You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught