This is a song about "Uncle bob"

Livin' off ya dreams like christina uh-milian in the front seat

Dont you ever think once that ya better than uncle pete

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

Sponge bob bitch,"im ready"

Cause i feed you well. every sneaker, hell

My uncle was a crip he taught me real well

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

Forreal i'm aggravated that gon' abandon this shit

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

My uncle is in hospital fighting against cancer

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

Cuz i switch wifey every season like uncle phil

Even uncle sam agrees.

Ima let her be by herself in peace

Uncle tom's hittin the rock that i'm weighing on scales

I don't do dishes but i throw away your plates