This is a song about "Bustin caps"

What them tippers don't see

Got the police bustin' at me/

How i'm like bobby deniro, joe pesc and them cats

Go harder when i'm angry, shift keys shootin all caps

No ball caps, when im turning back to them

You in the basement, i'm on the roof again

And not just the shit about busting caps

87, brick fare, yeah, i’m talking thirty racks

Be the ocean, where i unravel

Caps half full mine always filled with battle

But by now, im on face book crying with all caps

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

So as we melt the polar caps

Know it good when she go no hands

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

Lyrical manslaughter off you and your mans