This is a song about "Bob saget"

We use to be kids on that bob the builder,

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

Carolina where i made it from

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

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

They said im guilty, i ain't get the chance to say im not

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

Together, we say hi to the sunrise and fight together when the sun sets

Real enough to admit i listen to people's opinions

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

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

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm thru with that shit

But make sure if they do see

Sponge bob bitch,"im ready"

Niggas ruin your plans, it’s best to do what you can

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