This is a song about "Boss key yacht"

You're the boss of bullshit

Word spreads fast that your knees spread quick

Quit tryna be the big boss

Heard the sound of several gun shots

Or shift keys or it i placement cause

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

I swear they think i'm crazy

The squad on lock no key

Rap 'bout the sex, still a virgin boss

Speed up, patience, please cause

My nomo could be found in stores but the jersey only nomo got

Put a quarter in the slot, got a lot might as well buy a yacht/

Doing the moonwalk, hoping i blow up in time

Livin on a yacht yeah maritime

I’m tryna be low key

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free