This is a song about "Rust game"

The realist in the game

I was so sincere like nas first name

You can thank my dad, for the one who forms rust

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

I can make it rain

Cause this is the rap game.

Cause they don't give a fuck about usbut when i start to rise

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

Cause we fresh on the game

See dog? rap is my aim

I live my life in tha fast lane

I got that goodman game

So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut

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

All my bikes are covered in rust,

And bijies like im out and