This is a song about "Hob boss"

One night love: i'mma need that

You're the boss of bullshit

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

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

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

Metaphors in every color, these indelible bars

Quit tryna be the big boss

Always knew where the pot was

Livin life like a boss, oakvillians we call the shots

I got these bitches brewin' inside of my gold pots

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

Im boss as fuck, no ones employing me

Like a boss, so check off rick ross

Y’all niggas ain’t no stars