This is a song about "Board of directors"

If i sent my dad letters

And my guns are directors

I style on new york, pile up my fork

It's a discussion board, not concussion support

Got so much spirit, i talk with a fuckin ouija board

Dad wasn't around -- my father figure was too short

I top and outperform, screeching bones like a board and chalk

A couple posites i got,even penny'll stop

Nigga cue me in i'm a peruvian drug lord

Thats why i end up on top the score board.

And that little nigga nigga, thinks its okay

Board of administration, yeah we here to stay.

Wolf gang make a white pregnant bitch wan' abort

Go back to your dungeon and dragons board

Trapped into life's board game called monopoly

Triple white ferrari yeah thats the easter bunny