This is a song about "Uncle bo"

Shout out them strippers who hustle

While i'm sayin' b.o.b's your uncle

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

Im out here trying to fill up banks like uncle phil

Hey,i'm gonna say tis really honest cuz everythin's not comin' with bo-nus

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Dollar sign belt buckle, im your uncle who will never stumble

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Cause i feed you well. every sneaker, hell

My uncle was a crip he taught me real well

Now if i can walk through sweltering hot parking lots 'round swarming shots

So tell uncle johny to make some room, cuz you're bout get fucked by my bars