This is a song about "Baby boss"

I'm still just a baby

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

I'm boss like van damme with the trucks

More props. r.i.p., my poor pops

Like a boss, so check off rick ross

They get mad when i lay up in the porsche box

I'm am the guy that's a big ol' boss

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

We are servants and god is our boss

Baby when i like that, i know it's crazy

Im boss as fuck, no ones employing me

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Tell my baby daddy that's his baby (that's his baby)

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

Instead of a life of crime now im the motherfucking boss