This is a song about "Being boss"

You foogazie, boss up, boss up with your time dog

Do i condone it or is this some kind of small talk

The you should look up in the stars

Like a boss, so check off rick ross

Metaphors in every color, these indelible bars

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

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

Casual with the chaos, i battle with fate's boss

We are servants and god is our boss

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

Run a cartel like a real rick ross

Sos, save our souls. make me boss.

Doing this cuz im the boss of me

And i got a little big, keep it low key

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

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see