This is a song about "Rust"

Platinum when rapping, but rust couldn't tarnish me

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

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

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

All my bikes are covered in rust,

It's late and you stuck in my basement

My buzz wont ever rust,

This how i hear it different

And you would think that i’m european, my tribe different

You not meant to be here, on my car you just rust

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

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

Fading plus about to rust

And get caught, in the moment