This is a song about "Ateeb was real boss"

Quit tryna be the big boss

Had to get my utmost feeted sleep cause

Was it real or did you just dogged she like dog shit

And hold on, we go longyou feel that, we get that

See, i was never in any real danger, i was somberly standing safely on this cliff

Ill teach smith and wesson a lesson like freshmen with the lyrical bullets im blessed with

You know im right, carnage was the real man to me

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Was was being real with everybody but yet was still hated

Swear a niggas draws be on some stupid neiman marcus shit

He was the only one that was real to me/ believed in me even

Once the police get to cuffing, bet his homie deceive him

You're the boss of bullshit

I make them ho's strip