This is a song about "Lost bob cat keys"

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

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

Palms sweating and heading to crack keys

You make a nigga sing songs nice

Its flows and leaks from this cat

I don't want it on my back

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

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

The game is electronic cat piss

Or know them testament verses

She got something i never had

Got a picture of your cat,

Spelling bees, scraping knees, losing keys

You gotta breathe and be at ease

Took my heart away from money

I'm patrick smoking trees with bob, spongy