This is a song about "Bob job"

My brother need a new job

Almost cried right on the spot

Yup, hit e.t up on the cell phone

Growin out my dreads, i'm bob marley mon

And i been fucking with cosby since i was ten, you damn right

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

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

You're goin' to hear this and begin to ride on my dick

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Sponge bob bitch,"im ready"

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

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

Try to focus on school, as music will never be your job,

Baby you summertime fine, i'll let you get on top