This is a song about "Dust"

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

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

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

Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

Hopping to get eaten by a gust, i'm not the greatest, i'm just an atom of a dust.

Crushin up your mind into tiny pieces of brain dust

Took something rough and turn it to a diamond

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

And meetin' mr. folarin could get you cardiac problems

Secret society all we ask is trust

Keep making your fairy dust, dairy lust

You brushed the dust off the rhyming dictionary under your bed

The king of comedy heard everythin' that you said

All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government

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