This is a song about "Cool boss"

And i can't help but stare, cause

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

That high school sounded cool

I call that shit that middle school

Casual with the chaos, i battle with fate's boss

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

Can't see his son shine like the four tops

Imma tell you something thats boss

I'm boss like van damme with the trucks

Where you welcome to problems

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

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

But you act like mr. i'm a fucking boss

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

Whole lot of cobras with dope like soap bars

We are servants and god is our boss