This is a song about "Lost bob cat keys"

You gotta breathe and be at ease

Spelling bees, scraping knees, losing keys

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

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

We skip college, chase dollars and black pennies

Like countries losing their planes like car keys,

Growin out my dreads, i'm bob marley mon

You left your nigga on his own

She going to borrow some money

I'm patrick smoking trees with bob, spongy

I'm everything that they call nice

Straight out my mind, and down through the keys.

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Sponge bob bitch,"im ready"