This is a song about "Straight busta"

Thats why my flow flies straight,

Of course they all hate

Now my rhymes straight lasagna.

Lucky seven probably poppa

Secret society all we ask is trust

Az and busta rhymes spit jewels on the diamond,

She can only live for the moment

Busta cap in your freaking butt and

Maybe your grave,or your tombstone standin straight

But most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

Heading straight to your office

I know i'm not the only bastard in america

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