This is a song about "Brain book buddy boss"

I'm so boss, provin' my dominance

Cause the media is full of dirty tricks

A couple milli in the bag and my face good

Then write another hook in my mac book

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

I want to write a book

Niggas in jerusalem, waitin for signs

Number nine, your buddy carl's diggin my lines

Bueno buddy, you know that you cannot manage,

To understand that the fucking faggot didn't like me much

Rap 'bout the sex, still a virgin boss

I hated, some ritalin, some white socks

Shorty i'm a dog don't handle no broad

You foogazie, boss up, boss up with your time dog

Last level reached and i'm the final boss

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops