This is a song about "Boss nigga"

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

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

I'm so boss, provin' my dominance

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

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

Imma tell you something thats boss

Rap 'bout the sex, still a virgin boss

And i can't help but stare, cause

Last level reached and i'm the final boss

I hated, some ritalin, some white socks

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

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

Always knew where the pot was

Like a boss, so check off rick ross

I've got the boss flow, spit progression

Well baby bot there ain't no question