This is a song about "Rust"

Fading plus about to rust

Put the purp in the blunt

Platinum when rapping, but rust couldn't tarnish me

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

My buzz wont ever rust,

Get ya head bust

He was the rust that formed around the windshield of my life

Navigating through her eyes, destination to her thighs

Or like monumental mixtape of the moment

Toxic and corrosive i leave the fuckin' mic with rust

All my bikes are covered in rust,

Fuck you if you feelin' different

Rust from the amount that pile up, never to touch and filled with blood.

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck