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

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

So i threw it in a rap so i'd remember that

That there was something out there more than me.

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

There was a little boy who never went out to play

She ain't trippin off nuttin’ nobody else say

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

Where my soldiers at? put your pistols in the air

Rap 'bout the sex, still a virgin boss

Like i'm only serving 20 rocks

Cause they didn't even think a uniongangfee could make it out there

I split the blunt and rolled the fat one up deadly -- babylon beware

They didnt get the leadership the boss is out abroad

I ain't a drinker, i'm a thinker, call it what you want

Comes to fine out you was only there for a week

But we know all the same people so we got to speak