This is a song about "Boss menace"

But you're loving mine i am the shit

You're the boss of bullshit

Rap 'bout the sex, still a virgin boss

And i'm still hurtin over pops

Sickin' you strictly picky pricks, subliminal menace,

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

Better lock your doors, it's the arrival of the menace,

Together all the timethought it was true love

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

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

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon

It's the lyrical menace

Don't you lie, don't blow my buzz