This is a song about "Cuban boss"

Rapping as i'm mocking deaf rock stars

Like a boss, so check off rick ross

I like to think i write and rap as tighter than some biker shorts

Only built 4 cuban linx, paid in full, and liquor swords,

Livin life like a boss, oakvillians we call the shots

He probly clockin' double shifts on all of his jobs

I'm so boss, provin' my dominance

Had i not been exposed to these things

I'm boss like van damme with the trucks

Smoke until i ain't got no lungs

Last level reached and i'm the final boss

I'm an eskimo, nigga, i got cold bars

Whole lot of cobras with dope like soap bars

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

So, i’m on some 40 days and night shit

You're the boss of bullshit