This is a song about "Dust"

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

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

But if a nigga catch a nut bet he feel different

Trophy's that stack up by my window pane, they're stained. gather dust,

Effortless flow, a couple sum’n a show

Leave em in dust, they kinda slow

Revolvers, automatics, guns stay silent

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

I race to the line, blow past the dust

I’m coming back like light-skin and

Sprinkle some slinky dust, quickly become mystically strong,

Where your girl at now?3 pills down that's on meand it wouldn't be a song

This is delight no surprise, tonight’s not any different

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