This is a song about "The rusty trombone"

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

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

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

Like food for thought was my father but i ain't have the hunger

The science and the art, africa

I bring the heat like the

But after hearing mathematics he was water for my quenching thirst

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

Okay today i was the freshest in my area

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

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

If i'm getting geetchi i can rock three chains on either block

But i got a rusty pin and i know how to work the lock,