This is a song about "Straight busta"

Sent straight from lyrical heaven to get this bitch straight/

We gon' rep the city of folarin straight, that bait

A 45 trey deuce spade sprayed, you stayed

Late night, wind of change blows straight

We're goin' straight to the ending

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing

The way she walks and causes a fuss

Heading straight to your office

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Whack, cause ya'll busta cap, which i be singin' sayin'

And even though we seperated, you said that you'd wait

Loaded rifles, dealers ready to take lead straight,