Silvershakey - Boss man lyrics

I am boss man All dressed in grey When I stroll down the rung All the inmates runaway No place to hide their contraband So they shove it up their can No getting away when I pull out the rubber gloves They scream no way When I rip that cell phone out of their hole I love to hear them b**h and moan No mail for you No one loves you no layins too Man it s**s to be you Somebody tried to shoot you a soup I steped on it my bad oops Go to the IDR and eat your food If it goes straight through your drawers Will be filled with poo Now your smelling ripe Take a bird bath Before you and your cellie start to fight