This is a song about "Rusty being crusty"

Took the form of a human being

I was born to do the damn thing

You ain't gotta hit the club no more

I dropped the rusty blade on the floor.

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art

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

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

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

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

I took the rusty ass knife and shoved it through his anus.

A break from what you hearing

For going on being

To being a being and beating the back roads and being #it

Drivin and typin, not payin attention, missin they next exit

Od'd on that mitchell-ness you thought it was '03 again

I got the rusty butter knife so he could feel all the pain.