This is a song about "Bustin out the bando"

We bustin' like shot guns

3m's on my new balance

No days off and that's even on a snow day

Workin hard bustin my ass to get that pay,

I love all the inspiration

Jumpin out the gym, jumping out the gym

Jumpin out the gym, jumping out the gym

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

I gotta little clout

The coldest bout to show out

Bustin the mic i just killed it tonight

And i'm indecisive when the things are light

Push the cellar ceiling up and make the tower tip

Every day bustin' rhymes, steady increase the static,

In the back seat and it's getting quite loud

Punched the shit out of your consciousness, your light's out