This is a song about "Bob the blob"

Hey am i wrong, ain't you suppose to keep the peace man

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

A bunch of fucking wolves and rats having niggers the size of shaq

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

Turn it upside down and open your legs if you're real cold

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

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

I’m at the altar sayin’ my vows, to this benjamin franklin pile

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

Gods words all cursed like crackshai-tan's way of gettin us back

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

And we better than all these mutha fuckas up in this era

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.