This is a song about "Busting ryhmes"

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Busting out my cage with a pocket full of luster

So everyday my ass i'm busting

Tell them niggas we coming

Can't beleive the ryhmes i have read

Your friends say, why we not together yet

69. but still busting raps in the retirement center,

Can't change who i am, i just try to get better

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

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

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

To see me and my chicks in dkny kicks

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

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips