This is a song about "I m your boss"

Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser

Try to keep your spirits up, lil vodka whatever

I m not making u feel that u r my dear...

Don't give a shit so my dick fuck bladders in your ear

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

I m stuck with my laptop in this shitty office...

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

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

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

Quit your job call your boss a slob who needs a wash

They get mad when i lay up in the porsche box

Your enemies was the prey and now you pray to god

I'm you're boss like spock i toss you like a jock