This is a song about "Who s boss"

Instead of a life of crime now im the motherfucking boss

I fathered the game, feel like i'm watching my sons floss

I put this j in your face get a whiff of this michael

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

I hated, some ritalin, some white socks

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

All this paper i fold

S queezys very bold

Just show them boys whos boss

Bitch got all them booty shots

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Remember when i used to call you on your phone line

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

Rap 'bout the sex, still a virgin boss

Trying hard to speak and

My g"s have been handcuffed,