This is a song about "Bob saget"

I'm patrick smoking trees with bob, spongy

Malia family, we the family

Growin out my dreads, i'm bob marley mon

Yup, hit e.t up on the cell phone

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

That could make some sense, to make amends, to take a stand, to make it tense

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

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

Why they try to see my flow, but they know that's outta sight

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

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

Don juanin' when i'm in a foreign

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

Shit done changed since the wop and the running man