This is a song about "Final boss"

You pull up in parking lots

Quit tryna be the big boss

Free throws of money, bet you can’t block

Came bursting out in one final shot,

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

I'm so boss, provin' my dominance

Sos, save our souls. make me boss.

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

I'm mental, it's instrumental

And it aint my final

They'll feel horrendous in their final living seconds

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

Imma tell you something thats boss

Or shift keys or it i placement cause

Like a boss, so check off rick ross

And i'm still hurtin over pops