This is a song about "Weird boss"

Weight on my chest like i body build

You know we all smoke crack, weird

I'm boss like van damme with the trucks

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

You foogazie, boss up, boss up with your time dog

Do i condone it or is this some kind of small talk

Come here to picture how he bumping his fist

Its not me who go crazy and weird

I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack

Weird daydreams like i'm always on crack

Grow your beard out, just weird out

After your hoes leave the jets' hangout

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

Just for me being weird in the past/

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

We are servants and god is our boss