This is a song about "Straight busta"

Sent straight from lyrical heaven to get this bitch straight/

We would like to call this an appreciation tape

On the slow jam of love

Heading straight to your office

Is shit straight from ikea

Oh, mama got a visa

Tonight no pitchers, everything's straight

My money like a senior, watch it graduate

I'm doing the same thing

We're goin' straight to the ending

Got a killer flow from the llama

Now my rhymes straight lasagna.

I guess i'm just another busta/

My all gold rolly or the

And still be able to stand up straight

Uh riding 'round, i got some towson bait