This is a song about "Bob mchicken"

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

Everybody judging off a single i ain't even pick

They say nothings ever free

Sponge bob bitch,"im ready"

Liu kang the way i kick it, bumping wu tang

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

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

Yeah late at night, when i got the phone call and made a right

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

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,

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

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

So i'm hurting. me effort is apparent she not fertile

But the moment she started to bob it fast deep, i could last for awhile