This is a song about "Busting a rhyme"

You can hear it in my lyrics

I'm a d-boii, busting bottles blowing zips

Cause i use it as a vehicle to bust a rhyme

So if you open up your heart i’ll give you mine

It's no time to keep up a rhyme,

Ball out, ball hard, you can't cause it's rent time

Thinking deep inside of my mind, and writing a rhyme,

For a fucking shrink, sheesh, i already got mine

My real fans gon’ ridegot my own shoe, clothing line

Cause i use it as a vehicle to bust a rhyme

Cause i can take a simple rhyme

Would look at us all the time

For me to manufacture a rhyme/

Fight for what broad, these hoes ain't mine

A crazy toker with bars that rhyme

I’m inclined with women who come on they time