This is a song about "My uncle"

Ain't nothing here minimal

While i'm sayin' b.o.b's your uncle

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

There's nothing man made than can make it just you

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

And get on down with this thc vision

Girl, you got me in a trance

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

Uncle tom's hittin the rock that i'm weighing on scales

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

Uncle never even liked you, you are a foe

Now i'm laying out at the delano though

Cuz i switch wifey every season like uncle phil

It's terminally, permanently, seriously ill

Being a father grand father and an uncle,

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle