This is a song about "Bustin a flow"

They knee deep in today, ain’t too fond of tomorrow

I'm a lyricist with the wickedest rhythmic flow,

I just hear the beat and then catch a flow

And ya section know when any day tecs could blow

See i wouldn’t wish success on my worst foe

Yeah i'll spit a fuckin freestyle flow

I feel i'll leave you niggas in a fuckin' spot when bustin' shots, golden chrome,

Young money, cash money so strong, keep scorin’, i’ma bring it on home

While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison

In a single cell as i single out bustin another trillion, what's left to be written,

What up girl, tell me how you been

Yo flow is a virgin

Got the police bustin' at me/

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

It's nothing but a motherfucking undefended free throw

I spit on a whole different lyrical flow