This is a song about "I m a boss chick"

But i'm giving it foundation when i write lyric

I got a hundred bitches here tryna be my main chick

F a m e, i learnt that in 2nd grade,

Im washin off another plate

Rocking moccasins and slow dancing with a model chick

Niggas lookin like larry holmes, flabby and sick

But there's a devil in the ghetto tryin to tear it apart

People will follow me in the masses i am a boss now the real cost

And i'm still hurtin over pops

Rap 'bout the sex, still a virgin boss

Can't see his son shine like the four tops

Like a boss, so check off rick ross

I`m a mania tic weapon, running away from this oppression

Without her making attempts to garner all of my attention

I m gonna fuck u hard and fast like i m in a race

Nothing but my dreams matterhoping for better days