This is a song about "Rubbers"

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

The flow hot nasty like a couple siracha flavored used rubbers/

Interscope is my fam, so i ain't tryna make no issue

You products of burst rubbers, mothers ain't around to feed you

And there ain't been no buster, prepared for you suckers

It's crazy how he does it, comes through smooth, no rubbers