This is a song about "Bob the bulider"

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

So all the hustling for nothing man

Black fours red drop head doors

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

Ay, i got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

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

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

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

Why e.d.iprovide shit, fo tha needyand take from tha greedykadafi, is not sloppy

Has changed who do you want to channel for a rap battle goin all bob somebody

You're fucking with me, nigga

I bring the heat like the

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

The more battles the better the flows