This is a song about "Straight busta"

Clocked out several times, keep my hours straight

At an extremly alarming rate

You made me wanna

Now my rhymes straight lasagna.

And that was when i was in the eighth grade

And still be able to stand up straight

I fell asleep texting

We're goin' straight to the ending

Kill 'em up 'dishu make gore in the cinema

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

Ass shots is a plus

Heading straight to your office

Thats why my flow flies straight,

I'm dreaming to be great