This is a song about "Crusty asscheeks"

Hopin' that my niggas see

Like your raps are crusty.

The blunt that's lit, burnt me quick and blood gushed from my crusty lips

Everybody seems to misread every sentence

And they ain’t fucking with the kid like chris hansen in the kitchen

Shut yo big fat crusty ignorant lips up and listen

Look at you, what makes you ashamed of bein blacknothin' but love for you my sister

Vizions blankets are crusty and white because he masturbates to my profile picture,