This is a song about "Bob the cat"

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

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Im still the youngest cat spitting off some tickets

Or the crack that they sell to put food in their kids

But i'm back, g, makin' the game reek of cat pee.

I'm leaving you for the last time, baby

Funny, cause i'm the dog and the cat dies in this movie,

Than 40 year old rappers talking about gucci

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

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

Be a real cat,rep your ass in the cypher

See, i like the person that you are

We use to be kids on that bob the builder,

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for