This is a song about "Just rule like a real boss"

Niggas mostly assume, niggas make up they news

Just quit it like i did your mom, that's the #real #truth,

Once as a slave who imagined being free

I'm real shit you're just a photo copy.

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Livin life like a boss, oakvillians we call the shots

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

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

Got a little too much confidence and seem shook

Writing my rhymes like a real emcee should

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

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

We the 93 chicago bulls baby

Coz i smoke just like real gee

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Love was just a word till you gave it real meaning