This is a song about "Bob marly"

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

I ain't your regular rapper who just be talking shit

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

Rasta on my wall, bob marley my idol,

Ceremony with all my homies, i'm suicidal

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

Yea! we got a lot of star power in the building tonight

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

They said im guilty, i ain't get the chance to say im not

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

You up, you gotta know your limits without any assistance or else

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

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

I just wanna go to the slum