This is a song about "Dust"

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

Then they'll play with mario brothers when it was duck hunt

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

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

Fresh to death that bullshit irrelevant

Now i watch tinkerbell strip, sniff fairy dust

The people ain't got shoes for they feet, or food to eat

Ben's left in the dust wallowin in defeat

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

And i got nieces who need me they fathers ain't important

It'll be like nothing to us but dust,

If you feel it, it must be real just

Revolvers, automatics, guns stay silent

I smoke until dusk, ash flies like dust,

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

Crushin up your mind into tiny pieces of brain dust