This is a song about "Bustin the burner"

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

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

You listenin' to her is leaving you with empty nights

The nigga gettin pussy just bustin his rhymes

Mind get to bustin rhyme im all about dollar sighns money respect but i still walk cocky

Why e.d.iprovide shit, fo tha needyand take from tha greedykadafi, is not sloppy

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Make her surrender &reconsider real nigga

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed

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

Like ellen degeneres clitoris is playing with dick

Every day bustin' rhymes, steady increase the static,

Got the police bustin' at me/

I delete they history