This is a song about "Bob saget"

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

We use to be kids on that bob the builder,

"make a fool of me" upon uttering a threat in attempt to self defense

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

If no one's there to listen guess i'll put it in the music

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

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Sponge bob bitch,"im ready"

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

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

Rage, pain, was blown away in the wind like bob dylan's,

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

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

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

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

With their own versions and different shitthe same night i prayed to god