This is a song about "Dust"

About disaster in the world and

47. and com bust into 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

Keep making your fairy dust, dairy lust

A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

Adjusting all the pinions steering clear of meth and dust

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

These hoes say i'm a poet i try to make em different

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

So i can understand police victims

I'm trynna get you off like a fucking loophole

It could wipe niggas clean like a fuking dust bowl.