This is a song about "Busting a shit"

No longer fusses busting fuses like reality amuses

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

So here i am at the store for some chips

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

I put some cash in ya pocket

If a nigga talkin shit

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

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

Y'all riddles don't tickle a bit

A little piece of shit

I could be busting caps instead, go celebrate!

Your bitch only like you cause she thinks you getting paid

Be financially stable or busting tables for paper and caught the chasers.

Bunch of so sayers, when they go to sleep tonight, well i just hope they said their prayers