This is a song about "Bob saget"

We use to be kids on that bob the builder,

Got the perfect plan to help me get her

I'm patrick smoking trees with bob, spongy

I'm sitting on this couch, wrist bloody

Growin out my dreads, i'm bob marley mon

My heart too dark, i’m so gone, delete my phone

Has changed who do you want to channel for a rap battle goin all bob somebody

I dont gotta join illuminati just to get a new bugatti

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

I once contemplated suicide, and woulda tried

Rasta on my wall, bob marley my idol,

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that

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

Now nigga, look what hell madevisions of cops and sirens, niggas open fire

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