This is a song about "Boss music"

God mc oh my god you gotta see

Im boss as fuck, no ones employing me

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

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

Hard to make it in music/

They was on that mase shit

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

Statistics say that niggas with no father ain't going to be shit

Bitch got all them booty shots

Sos, save our souls. make me boss.

Ice and rain, letter, center of attention

I've got the boss flow, spit progression

So i can understand police victims

I'm boss like van damme with the trucks