This is a song about "Bustin skulls"

The nigga gettin pussy just bustin his rhymes

Just remember us from time to time when you drop them lines

Ridin’ round, and this bitch dirty

Got the police bustin' at me/

Its all gun bustin, its such a lack of the subject

I'm at the atm, spending like i ain't paying rent

Real slow yea i'll make you feel special

We bustin' at your spot marshall/

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

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

Crack skulls with a frying pan and cooked you up like eggs and ham

Wanted to go skate, can't, now my day is borin', damn

Bustin the mic i just killed it tonight

Can't wait 'til a cop ain't actin' right