This is a song about "Dust bowl"

To clear my head i'm feelin low, losin control

Is bein' broke as fuck, and can't afford a noodle bowl,

That happen to act like a black president

I smoke until dusk, ash flies like dust,

The club underwater, have em running out the front

Now i watch tinkerbell strip, sniff fairy dust

I just ignore that illuminati shit and i just smoke a bowl

I'mma punt the paper over the pussy like a field goal

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

Trophy's that stack up by my window pane, they're stained. gather dust,

And separately i'd like a bowl of doritos

Body doze, who ? give em karate blows

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

I’m a rare one, camo’s and some rare ones