This is a song about "Mode"

Evertime i try to speak, they immediatey go into berzerk mode,

Sacrivicing your money for food on hoes you'll end up hungry and broke.

I'm worldwide i'm certified, pop a bottle my cali dime

Call kobe in c-mode bitch i got hang time, aint no time

Plus bitch, i put myself on -reduction- mode

It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke

Chop his balls off and use his skin to make a baby coat

Emcees can just be deceased and leave it in peace, beast mode,

I got the idea from a letter that the shit wrote

Well..now imma go into the fight back mode

You, you, you have to pay for that

Bitch i'm in beast mode, b.o.b would respect it.

Im just waitin to explode and move to the next mode

Hi my name is bob and i work at my job