This is a song about "Dust"

You brushed the dust off the rhyming dictionary under your bed

Not mine, i'm with wale, i'm just a tourist on the set

Graduated from rosé, addicted to blow

Leave em in dust, they kinda slow

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

I'm gettin help for this addiction, now golf ain't important

Sprinkle some slinky dust, quickly become mystically strong,

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn

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

And for the time being lets me in love with the moment

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

Took her to the club bought her three more bottles

Sorry i'm so demanding, sick of dancing back to mansion and

Adjusting all the pinions steering clear of meth and dust