This is a song about "Wanna se who is the boss ateeb"

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

And all the folks crushed who wanna be beating the system,

Killin rappers openly ima show em who the boss is

Cut the commercial, he be texting all the side bitches

Life is hard death is easy so i stay a boss,

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

Watching for hollow-tip shots

Rap 'bout the sex, still a virgin boss

Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice

And your bitch is the type of bitch who really wanna lose

Had to get my utmost feeted sleep cause

Quit tryna be the big boss

Instead of a life of crime now im the motherfucking boss

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