This is a song about "Nigger bob"

And then donkey punch every other nigger cause they all just bologna

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

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

Turn it upside down and open your legs if you're real cold

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

We use to be kids on that bob the builder,

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

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

Now yall listening to me flow while your heads rest easy and bob,

Everything is good but these haters wish i would stop

Sponge bob you a square, i'm a pi problem

But i'm sorry for the damage i have done

Play with life like a game, so i'm a nigger with my own spinner

And i ain't tripping, my only competition’s the mirror

Put those fake nigger s to do my labor

I'd rather you tell me to hit you later