This is a song about "Bob marly"

That was six years ago, whips come from japan

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

We use to be kids on that bob the builder,

Throw up your motherfuckin middle finger

Growin out my dreads, i'm bob marley mon

My heart too dark, i’m so gone, delete my phone

So every action got its consequence, the lack of common sense,

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

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

My girl finished high school and she got her a degree

Shame on themyour legs too little and your t-shirt big

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

I dont gotta join illuminati just to get a new bugatti

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

Rasta on my wall, bob marley my idol,

Ceremony with all my homies, i'm suicidal