This is a song about "Bob the builder"

My records sell, yes sir

In the heat of the summer,

Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit

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

Vroom vroom, keep the motor running girl, you know it don't stop

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

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

We use to be kids on that bob the builder,

Got the passion for the music

No famous name vouch and i'm still the shit

Maine, bay, the burf baby i'mma book ya' flight

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

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

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see