This is a song about "Ur not the boss of me"

That don’t mean i’ma stunt her

Luke im not ur father

I'm the center of terror /you better remember ur errors

Take a shot at the excorcist then x em out with these words

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

Never aimin for ur heads always for the chest i dont need rappers to help me

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy

Had to get my utmost feeted sleep cause

Sos, save our souls. make me boss.

I’m from hoover man, high as superman, shit you lois lane

The piece of me that makes me hu-mane, and not quite so insane.

Quit tryna be the big boss

And i'm still hurtin over pops