This is a song about "Smashing girls"

Got one, got two, three, four girls

Pretty girls/ practically swirls and curls

Hi my name is bob and i work at my job

'cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught

'cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught

Picture that and they ain't fire not a single shot

With passion, thrashing at trash and laughing, smashing fags

How i'm like bobby deniro, joe pesc and them cats

But got love for them girls

I’ve never seen my neighbors

I'm smashing and slashing your face. what the fuck are you up to?

And you faker than willy wonkareal shit, i told you

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

Spit that knowledge, and peace my girls,

Smashing stereos and emcees, just bringing the facts/

This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands