This is a song about "Bustin back"

Bustin the mic i just killed it tonight

Tonights gonna be a fuckin' fight

Cause i hella copped em so i could be way flyer than all them

Latin assassin bustin off like a forty-four fuckin magnum

I’m that nigga in fact, paper tall as shaq

Gimme my father back gimme my nigguhs back

The jager in my cup is licorice black

He strapped, i'm strapped, bustin' me, i'm bustin' back

All my niggas rolling, and we bout that gun play

Workin hard bustin my ass to get that pay,

These chalance give me balance

We bustin' like shot guns

We bustin' at your spot marshall/

Then landed on my throttle

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

He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like methey call my name out and niggas run