This is a song about "Breath star dust"

Took something rough and turn it to a diamond

Crushin up untill weed it is fine dust (fine dust)

See, i like the person that you are

Runnin shit like a track star,

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Smokin' dust but thinkin' you're like loaded lux,

But nah, he is quite different

Wow, that hook sucked, yo throw it in the dust

She prayed on me passing that bar

''track star'' run real quick bitch like a track star

That make it hard to breath

I don't fear death

Imma be a fucking star

That gal want me ride har