This is a song about "Stabbing my boss in the throat"

Straight stabbing rap, right in the back

I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack

Bound to start stabbing the game with it

It's all good, finna dog that

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing

Dispatching the stabbing

I'll grip my fist around your throat,

That i'd, never ever ever go broke

Last level reached and i'm the final boss

Lebron number nine's, i ain't trynna floss

She don't even need a job, got one anyways

I tried that 9 to 5 and busted my boss in the face.

Cracking throat,scrambling papers,to capture the fame,tracking my veins,

Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes

Except feel the pain stabbing through my heart

So i'm going to need some help, on this next part