This is a song about "Crust crust"

Mc'ing ain't dead, but the scenery is different

Serving disses like dishes pie yah im bout lay crust,

Formed crust, two rabbits fucking in a bush,

Epic, they used to feed me detours

And i should've known to have a thicker crust

You be chickens like smokey tripping off angel dust

Some niggas sayin’ bullsh-t but they don’t be important

Screwing emcees with ma flow or fucking the whole earth's crust