This is a song about "Nikki manager"

Im done with misbehavior its time to take responsibility for my own actions,

But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips

See i am the master and the commander

That's a t-rex in a v-neck for the rapture

All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government

My love for music i trust she'll lead me out of dusk

And i give it to y'all, cause y'all respect that

Amir is a boss who wrote the rappad app

You're the boss of bullshit

Shoot till there ain't shit left in the clip

You won’t take responsibility, for the shit you did

I'm hoping we can change with timei'm living blinded

I'm like fine art or a lyrical master,

Go to school today, tomorrow, the day after

Had to get my utmost feeted sleep cause

You say you're a boss like you ever floss