This is a song about "Busting ryhmes"

Your grind's feeble, i'm regal, really, i'm willy smith

Fuck getting the digits, nigga im busting on these bitches

Bitch i’ve been ballin’ all alone, like the gym is vacant

They let me know who i am, busting out of containment

Nowadays usually it's his pockets

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

And not just the shit about busting caps

In my own class, bitch i got them cold raps

Its busting blowing up your desires

I refuse to be another being on this earth

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

These young nigguhs be busting my young nigguhs stuck to me

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

I'm with your girlfriend eating chips

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Hold the bus busking, busting ma ass for tips as an emcee