This is a song about "Boss life"

But most times darling the sequel sucks

I'm boss like van damme with the trucks

Speed up, patience, please cause

Sos, save our souls. make me boss.

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

I've got the boss flow, spit progression

More props. r.i.p., my poor pops

Imma tell you something thats boss

I know mario's on the hook, but i was playing duck hunt

I think im rick ross cause i swear that ima boss and

For multiple years, witness peers catch gunshots

Livin life like a boss, oakvillians we call the shots

You pissin off? thats what i thought, you know my shit is boss

Metaphors in every color, these indelible bars

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

Rap 'bout the sex, still a virgin boss