This is a song about "I m a boss"

And i feared that my fans say i failed

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

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

Uh im a boss. im a boss bitch. when it comes to my money

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

Hold up, wait, these nikes don't got no date

But you act like mr. i'm a fucking boss

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

I'mma make it rain trick

This flow so slow, i`m so slick,

But i'm just big enough for you to call me a boss

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

Now i m gonna tell u a real story....

Im eating m&ms tonight cause i got a sweet tooth that bites

Blinded by all these street lights, up late, can't sleep nights