This is a song about "Nigger bob"

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

Ocean teal nigger in his cargo's/

We use to be kids on that bob the builder,

Niggas thinkin’ they sick, well, i’m sicker

Nigger this, whitey that man i don't understand it,

Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute

Now nigga, look what hell madevisions of cops and sirens, niggas open fire

But the moment she started to bob it fast deep, i could last for awhile

Look at you, what makes you ashamed of bein blacknothin' but love for you my sister

I ask myself "how will you write when you suffering writers block nigger?"

Growin out my dreads, i'm bob marley mon

Girlfriends, groupies, then i'm all alone

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

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

I'm a battenberg nigger that plays for high stakes./

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