This is a song about "Boss ass birch"

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

We are servants and god is our boss

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

I'm boss like van damme with the trucks

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

Life is hard death is easy so i stay a boss,

Who fly? i'm a red eye with eye drops

Imma tell you something thats boss

My slight fo's just talk dirty

On the boss take a paddle of me.

But you act like mr. i'm a fucking boss

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

Im boss as fuck, no ones employing me

And all women who had light features, see

I'm so boss, provin' my dominance

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives