This is a song about "Boss tweed"

I'm am the guy that's a big ol' boss

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

I'm so boss, provin' my dominance

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

Instead of a life of crime now im the motherfucking boss

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

We are servants and god is our boss

Good kids make bad grown ups

I'm boss like van damme with the trucks

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

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

Sos, save our souls. make me boss.

Run a cartel like a real rick ross

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

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