This is a song about "Tabasco boss and weenier soss"

Quit trying to be somebody's boss and just be a leader,

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

I'm so boss, provin' my dominance

I’m so fly i don’t even got wings

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

We are servants and god is our boss

Man while you hungry i am eating steak with tabasco sauce

As you niggas, niggas get familiar with the art of loss

For me i'm the boss at night you turn and toss

My self esteem was like me, tall and full of flaws

I've got the boss flow, spit progression

I make songs about shit for attention

I'm am the guy that's a big ol' boss

Your bitch looking messy like she smoking rocks

Harder than my dick when taylor swift is in my basement

Treated like i’m nothing by my boss and management,