This is a song about "Dust"

For real, you need to go away just like the rain song

Sprinkle some slinky dust, quickly become mystically strong,

Real nigga, pardon whoever feel different

It'll be like nothing to us but dust,

Adjusting all the pinions steering clear of meth and dust

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

Now i watch tinkerbell strip, sniff fairy dust

Or like monumental mixtape of the moment

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

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

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

When it comes to beef it becomes a talent

Crushin up your mind into tiny pieces of brain dust

A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust

Knees dug deep into the pavement

Wow, that hook sucked, yo throw it in the dust