This is a song about "Bustin caps"

So as we melt the polar caps

We den turnt it up now it's at the max

Workin hard bustin my ass to get that pay,

I plan on getting back *censored* the worst way

Rocking black and gold stocking caps

And all she wants is to dance

We bustin' at your spot marshall/

A criminal grind mean hustle

Dope sneakers and dope speakers for fly cats

Tongue's packed with some lyrics that'll shoot off caps

Got a little too much confidence and seem shook

I'm still bustin jewels, everything good

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Cops shootin' innocents, and ghettos bustin' caps in asses

To getting rich off a dream, i throw it the bag

Now loose the caps and make your mind distorted in a snap