This is a song about "Baller boss"

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

But i'm just big enough for you to call me a boss

Rap 'bout the sex, still a virgin boss

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

Meet me by the entrance of the tube

You're a baller we can go hoop

Fuck a fake baller, i can clean them with holy water

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

Shout out my nigga miles

I'm boss like van damme with the trucks

Ima straight up baller cuz i hop like a lemur,

And the deeper that mean she get the sweeter

Uh im a boss. im a boss bitch. when it comes to my money

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Rejected from being a baller, infected with the thinking that we're all nerds

Tried them didn't work, got impossible standards, nothing i ever do works