This is a song about "Dust"

That happen to act like a black president

Now i watch tinkerbell strip, sniff fairy dust

While i’m somewhere in the back, getting blowed like a blunt

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

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

It'll be like nothing to us but dust,

47. and com bust into dust,

And bijies like im out and

Faded. but u started from the dust and your still in the dust

Some niggas sayin’ bullsh-t but they don’t be important

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

If you feel it, it must be real just

Ashes to dust enough's never enough,

I’m a rare one, camo’s and some rare ones