This is a song about "Car ain t got no roof"

Second song ,second time sayin i ain got time to hate

Let em marinate, you forever late

Squirrel is running on the roof

'cuz y'all don't understand i will not lose

Hi my name is bob and i work at my job

No car you can see me hanging out at the bus stop

But most importantly, hip hop isn’t dead no more you see

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

From the gutter to the roof

Or 5'2" hoopers in light shoes

If i dont bag i’ll be thinking bout your ass

Me i got a nice house, car and some cash

She got in the car and i fucked and i hadn't even tried

Pictures of me in my final stage you know mama cried

Young money, d-town's all star

Where there is no rules car