This is a song about "Uncle bobby fishing"

Miss the risk of fishing digits off a bitches

Wale got skills, man my nigga i’m will smith

No fucks given to any body ill be shaking and baking like ricky bobby

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

Barely breathin tryin to keep from gettin shot down

You a soft as new edition crackhead like bobby brown

No fucks given to any body ill be shaking and baking like ricky bobby/

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

Barney bobby johnny, they're here to help me

Waiting on a fishing line for this dream,

Cause no man's eyes should see what i've seen

My plans laid just right, fishing in the moonlight

It's a pimp in my ride, no need to pimp the ride

My uncle is in hospital fighting against cancer

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her