This is a song about "Bob job"

Before you know it, she workin', jerkin' it nonstop

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job

And they so strong they bustin out the flower pot

I'm just sayin' i got fuckin' problems, mama's got a job,

I used to write rhymes, all day and all night

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

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

Higher power where these verses from

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

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

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

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

My brother need a new job

Just searching for the perfect shot

Commitment no not really, and shawty don't be silly

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