This is a song about "Bob the bulider"

I'm patrick smoking trees with bob, spongy

And now that i’m getting money

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

For everything i lost tell em i want it all back

Make my passion to critics ? backward opinions

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

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

Hearing this rapper kendrick whirling the words like the movement of worms is what i've learned,

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

Growin out my dreads, i'm bob marley mon

She like, girl you wrong running away from home

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

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

To keep me happy there's no limit to the things you did