This is a song about "The boss"

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

Last level reached and i'm the final boss

Don't hustle or pimp, or fondle the boss for slips

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Amir is a boss who wrote the rappad app

Know what i do: manufacturing crack

Livin life like a boss, oakvillians we call the shots

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

Casual with the chaos, i battle with fate's boss

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

I'm boss like van damme with the trucks

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

You think your fly as fuck and got the cost to be the boss?

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start

People will follow me in the masses i am a boss now the real cost