This is a song about "Dust"

Knees dug deep into the pavement

It'll be like nothing to us but dust,

Pay a whole semester in a motherfucking song

Sprinkle some slinky dust, quickly become mystically strong,

It could wipe niggas clean like a fuking dust bowl.

See i know when the harsh reality take it's toll

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

The club underwater, have em running out the front

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

I race to the line, blow past the dust

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

While i’m somewhere in the back, getting blowed like a blunt

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

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

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

Crushin up your mind into tiny pieces of brain dust