This is a song about "Jeff bob fragging robots"

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

Murder for murder, the beef recycled is light

This nigga jasper trying to get grown

Growin out my dreads, i'm bob marley mon

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

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

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

I put a condom on my heart, i don't be feeling shit

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

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

Bringing up fucking ro-bots

Heard the sound of several gun shots

Rasta on my wall, bob marley my idol,

Ceremony with all my homies, i'm suicidal

You a young jeff bridges,

Is there any love