This is a song about "Boss friend"

You pull up in parking lots

Imma tell you something thats boss

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

I've got the boss flow, spit progression

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

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

Never ever pay rent

I just want a best friend

I'm am the guy that's a big ol' boss

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops

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

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

Instead of a life of crime now im the motherfucking boss

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

You're the boss of bullshit

I never crack i got that chap stick