This is a song about "I m a bos"

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

Hey y'all i''m sick like necrophiliacs in graveyards

I'm a, p-i-m-p, like fiddy explained

But they sold jello in the paint

And i'm man-genie, flyer than the rest of them

21 years of age, being strapped with a m-4

Lookin' at me, now they know my face

M a boy ,make my life unstoppable race...

Fucking with ricky got me working relentless in sessions

M and z collapsed into a void stretchin infinite directions

I have to bleed a bucket full, my life is a movie rated m for mature.

Laser on the floor, every move is watch like the goverment got you by your

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

Cos my momma told me dat i m the best!