This is a song about "Bob the building"

The building blocks of life.. emptiness

I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love

Yeah the coach used to say i was awesome, right

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

Enter the building through the window

The wake up, dawg get ya face off the pillow

I've made it in the building

Straight g thing, double m g thing

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

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

Fuck boys in the building with they conversation

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

True nigga in the building getting paper under the ceiling,