This is a song about "Bob goblins"

Chickens and waffles instead, and right back to this balling shit

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

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

Uh, my mind still lurkin' on rappad figurin' out who to murk next

It's a ribbity rambully, be bob drop from a 3 year old

Turn it upside down and open your legs if you're real cold

I’m polamalu, 600 the newest model

Rasta on my wall, bob marley my idol,

We use to be kids on that bob the builder,

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

Give me tall glass, coconut ciroc, please, no soda pop

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

Shawty stay up in philly, shawty was hella pretty

I feelin like the ?bob?, when he was on da fone wit jimmy.

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

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