This is a song about "They call me boss"

Soon as i turn the bottle more liquor spillin' back

Lyrical giant, seven-footer, they call me shaq/

Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby

I'm big boss,that's why they wanna kill me

But still they call me the hypocrite,

And california on that jerk shit

Bitch got all them booty shots

Sos, save our souls. make me boss.

They call me pathetic

Get it back and shit

They call me the finisher,

It's like you're my mirror

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

Livin life like a boss, oakvillians we call the shots