This is a song about "Bob saget"

And i ride for any nigga who believe in the shit

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

Satin to the silks, i'm icy when it's sunny

I'm patrick smoking trees with bob, spongy

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

She’s a star if i ever seen one

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Rasta on my wall, bob marley my idol,

Take a black drink it like you don't need a liver

We use to be kids on that bob the builder,

Invent things like spaceships, diamond baguette bracelets and earn a few pay checks.

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

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

Sponge bob bitch,"im ready"

I’m tryna be low key