This is a song about "Straight busta"

Fuck them bitches, ain't trying to get laid

Damn let me get my head straight

I damage ya on camera, in compton, in canada

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

My dough in flipmode, what up to busta rhymes

Niggas couldn’t tell if i was dead or alive

But got comma’s in my statement

Busta cap in your freaking butt and

Late night, wind of change blows straight

I can tell you that this tape

Sent straight from lyrical heaven to get this bitch straight/

When i saw that 28 to put me in and out of state

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

I'll scare you motherfuckers straight