This is a song about "I bust a rhyme in your bitches pussy"

Cause i use it as a vehicle to bust a rhyme

For a fucking shrink, sheesh, i already got mine

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

I jumped straight in to that pussy,

Cause i use it as a vehicle to bust a rhyme

Shoutout yo baby momma, that bitch is sorta fine

Blowing bands in that strip club, count it up in your down time

And as i lay one board at a time rooted in rhyme.

Leaving your cranium split in half, like pie but this is a rhyme not a graph,

I need me an engine that go real fast, call it hall/haul of fame once it haul ass

They say that i never cease to amaze

Then i struggled to bust straight / missed your mums face

That if i bust a rhyme right i'll be promoted

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

Gonna baneling bust your ass, i'm morphin' in a cocoon

We gon make it to the bedroom, i like the guest room