BOSS. noun ˈbäs, ˈbos
Bawse, bause, bawss. Same sh!t, different spelling. Or is it?
The f#ck it ain’t!
Bawss, this blog’s namesake, is more than just a phonetically hip way to say “boss.” Bawss is a statement in and of itself. It’s the more powerful version of “boss.” It’s the boss’ boss. When you say “I bought a new CLS63 AMG cash,” you know that’s a bawss move. Not a boss move. Not a bitch ass move. But a BAWSS move. But further than “bawss” being a statement in and of itself, bawss is also a lifestyle. It’s all about exceeding your potential, swimming among the finest things in life, pushing the limits and reaching beyond the sky. It’s bawss. Get it? F#ck you if you don’t.
This blog will be a repository of all things I deem bawss. No holds barred. Told like it is, whether you like it or not (actually, if you don’t like it, get the f#ck out now.). So under what authority do I write this shit up? Who the f#ck am I you ask? I’m The Godfather. Who the f#ck are you? Google me, and if you’re slick enough, you’ll know. If not, too bad. And no, I did not give myself that nickname. I earned it. Because that wouldn’t be bawss if I had not.
Now enough with the bullshit. Enjoy the lifestyle. Like a bawss.
BAWSS