This is a song about "Like a bosd"

I'm leaving you for the last time, baby

And a flow like a butter fly that stings like a bee

The science and the art, africa

Bastard who seems like a

He just squealed like a pig, like a ignoramus.

Now momma told me be careful who you love

Sinnin' like a catholic, prayin' like a baptist,

Tryna get inside your mind without that night shift

In front of our building, they was my heroes

You like my lines like a bloody nose

Knuckles like a callous it's like a fuckin' brick hit you

And i ain’t gotta say i’m fly, this g5 with the crew