This is a song about "Im a hustler busta"

I know i'm not the only bastard in america

You're supposed to bust you busta, but no busta,

I'll keep on moving and tryna get out

... .im kidding like a playground,

I’m tryna be low key

Im going on a shooting spree

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Suave of a persona of a street hustler combining with theory's weaving of

My all gold rolly or the

I guess i'm just another busta/

I am not paying no motherfucking retail for purple label this summer

Matricidal bloodsucker motherfucker, homicidal hustler,

Since im not suspect, im still a suspect

But i'm feelin' my dancei had one pill left

He probly clockin' double shifts on all of his jobs

Hustler on the block somebody better call the cops