This is a song about "Put it in my bum"

Put my foot in your casket

Yeah, rack, rack city shit

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

Make money put it in the lobby

Put the words in front of my face and tell me how to relay it,

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

Then put it in my baggage and send it to an egypt palace

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

Invented my style and put it in cement/

I’m watchin' espnbut when that show end

Life live, might as well, only way to learn

Cremate the money, put it in an urn

Raps put together perfectly put it in production better yet start the -construction

It's not that i don't need ya but see yaand i hope you understand why i'm bustin