This is a song about "Be the boss like u were"

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

U lack the spice, black n' white like bank robbers be

And they ain’t fucking with the kid like chris hansen in the kitchen

Not me u be the hero, you wont be drivin bentleys none,

So pay the cost to be the boss or pay the don respect

I skated all day, i just need some rest, i'm depressed

Livin life like a boss, oakvillians we call the shots

He probly clockin' double shifts on all of his jobs

Y'all similes is literal shit

You're the boss of bullshit

I'll whip a 750 if it's black on chrome

It looks like u were scared to meet me alone

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

I'm boss like van damme with the trucks