This is a song about "Dusty knuckles"

Cause you a dusty bitch

Man but this ain't no sign language

I'll fight unil my bone collapse don't give a fuck if my knuckles do crack

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

He digs a blade in his knuckles which makes for deadly punches

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

I had to hustle, my back to the wall, ashy knuckles

Rebellion and defiance makes my muthafuckin' cock hard

I make art while your shits rusty soundin worse than a dusty fart

Just intentions to impress you, if capable

I'll beat you with my bare knuckles and not even struggle.

Knuckles like a callous it's like a fuckin' brick hit you

‘cause when it come to winning, convincing is only been a few