This is a song about "Dust"

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

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

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

Don’t i talk nasty, she don’t know my government

I race to the line, blow past the dust

You couldn't live your life for the moment

Now i’m always in the hood like i never was gone

Sprinkle some slinky dust, quickly become mystically strong,

Forreal, i got a pole in the basement

Now i watch tinkerbell strip, sniff fairy dust

I smoke until dusk, ash flies like dust,

Knees dug deep into the pavement

Spread them in hell and watch your ashes burn to dust,

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