This is a song about "Spong bob"

Together, we say hi to the sunrise and fight together when the sun sets

But you gotta be meticulous, to get these critics and cats to bob their heads,

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

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

If its not couture, i will not go to her

We use to be kids on that bob the builder,

But i get the dough, shit i might splurge on one

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

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

A couple of haters looking, i’m knowing them niggas hot

I feelin like the ?bob?, when he was on da fone wit jimmy.

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty

That's making your head bob even if the music was muted,

The coupe i’m in is rented, i ain’t wit’ all that commitment shit

Rasta on my wall, bob marley my idol,

To make karma come faster than she normally will