This is a song about "Open source"

Go bust that bitches head open

Top ranked, number one my son

But guarantee all of my women got designer drawers

Build superior, exterior reinforced by a feral source

Everyday losing some source of hope

Hi my name is bob and i work at my job

Gotta find my source of motivation/

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Open wide, and open up, knock that pussy out like last cup

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

No remorse from this source as the pain is all yours

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

Cause we dope as fuck and only get a two in the source

Flyer than the rest of ‘em, i hold the beat to reinforce