This is a song about "Jeff bob fragging robots"

I'm patrick smoking trees with bob, spongy

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

Heard you had a bad day, well lets make it a good night

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

People know not but still they grind and work like robots,

Metaphors in every color, these indelible bars

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

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

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

Man going around around the world so many times i'm dizzy

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

We use to be kids on that bob the builder,

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

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