This is a song about "Dust"

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

Took her to the club bought her three more bottles

You brushed the dust off the rhyming dictionary under your bed

Make my women follow dreams, pussy popping follow head

Or like monumental mixtape of the moment

Now i watch tinkerbell strip, sniff fairy dust

Hopping to get eaten by a gust, i'm not the greatest, i'm just an atom of a dust.

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

Ballin til the buzzer blow

Leave em in dust, they kinda slow

Some people take the pain away with liquor or smoking dust,

Hopefully my dick don't shrivel up, when it's time to bust