This is a song about "Boss music"

Your bitch looking messy like she smoking rocks

We are servants and god is our boss

I'm so boss, provin' my dominance

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

You pull up in parking lots

Like a boss, so check off rick ross

Last level reached and i'm the final boss

Sk for dinner and forget to floss

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

Uh im a boss. im a boss bitch. when it comes to my money

Shit with our whole family

Im boss as fuck, no ones employing me

But i'm just big enough for you to call me a boss

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

I make elevating music

Ain't nothing changed since the sadder day, dig