This is a song about "Bob s burgers"

So when you come around here don't be acting silly

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

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

And wale been tellin' other rappers take a deep breath

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

Ghetto whip you lisa like your margerie and homer's kid

And your loves in hindsight and you see everything its not

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

Growin out my dreads, i'm bob marley mon

I'll whip a 750 if it's black on chrome

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

Yo she think my steering wheel on the wrong side

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

We use to be kids on that bob the builder,

Give 'em guns, step back, watch em kill each other"it's time to fight back", that's what huey said

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get