This is a song about "Dust"

Fellatio is frequent, still i treat them decent

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

It could wipe niggas clean like a fuking dust bowl.

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

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

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

Nickel plated chromegot this baby capone lookin like a giant

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

I race to the line, blow past the dust

Secret society all we ask is trust

Man im so high if i land ill make the pavement dust,

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

47. and com bust into dust,

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

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