This is a song about "Ateeb was a boss out there"

Blindfolded my own insecurity was holding me back

True story, there was a 12 year boy, a mom a dad

Then there was nobody else, so i let out a shout

And if i wasn't high, i'd probably try to blow my brains out

Cause a nigga main joint wanna do my hair

Knowing that no help, was coming from out there

That there was something out there more than me.

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Cause you slum dawg and i'm the millionaire

He screamed out for god, but there was no one there.

He screamed out for god, but there was no one there.

Turn around and then you flip your hair

There was a little girl who never went out to play

I got a question for ya, little somethin to say

Metaphors in every color, these indelible bars

Instead of a life of crime now im the motherfucking boss