This is a song about "Board of directors"

Yet we're just board peace is, no brain to hoard pieces

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

Hit you with a 2x4, then you will be feeling board,

Oh, not again! another critic writing report

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Trapped into life's board game called monopoly

Right past the poor in clothes they can't afford

Rebound ya sounds off the back board

The shit was so ahead, thought we was all dead

And your inner mother board has not been set

Board of administration, yeah we here to stay.

All my niggas rolling, and we bout that gun play

No dirt weed, give me purp with no seeds, please aboard

It's a discussion board, not concussion support

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

Back in my days we rolled a dice and played board games