This is a song about "Stop bitching at me"

At the clock 3 seconds left i stop

Hi my name is bob and i work at my job

She came at me at full speed, nothing could stop her

Motherfuckers, every time i see the paper

Stop and look at the charts,

You haters put up your guards

I don't know why i'm even on this track

32 lines of bitching is what you give me. crap,

Feeling lucky let me touch your spot

At the top, rock bottom and they still dont stop

Its not going to stop me,

We ain't hear to hurt nobody

Everyone, can't stop me now

Bitches ain't around one thou

Her hair, now she bitching, calling me a bitch and

I nurture their brain, i'm moving the movement