This is a song about "Dust"

Nigga fuck your role model bitch, i'm my own idol and

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

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

Adjusting all the pinions steering clear of meth and dust

I want to tie her body up and throw her in my basement

I'll take your lines then sniff em like a whiff of some cocaine dust

Here i go again, searching for love

Ashes to dust enough's never enough,

Or like monumental mixtape of the moment

Crushin up your mind into tiny pieces of brain dust

All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government

Spread them in hell and watch your ashes burn to dust,

This how i hear it different

I smoke until dusk, ash flies like dust,