This is a song about "Crusty prostitute"

You let him a sleaze you, but money tend to do that

Prostitute on the corner say she down for that moose shit

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

Soon as para finite will paralyze her existence

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

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

Forever in debt to the lord for he's given

Shut yo big fat crusty ignorant lips up and listen

Yeah my niggas stay with a little attitude

A latina prostitute that i produced

Like your raps are crusty.

I'm a baller, literally

Told me i was going to grow up to be a prostitute standing

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing