This is a song about "Dust"

It could wipe niggas clean like a fuking dust bowl.

I'm trynna get you off like a fucking loophole

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

Mc'ing ain't dead, but the scenery is different

But got comma’s in my statement

Now i watch tinkerbell strip, sniff fairy dust

Adjusting all the pinions steering clear of meth and dust

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

Ben's left in the dust wallowin in defeat

Ain't seen his seed in 14 days, that nigga too weak

I nurture their brain, i'm moving the movement

Keep making your fairy dust, dairy lust

Dangerously vicious mentally retarded when im swinging kickin the dust,

Long as i have my p and my 3 meals, smoke the thc, roll mean blunts as big as king kongs wifes cunt

I know mario's on the hook, but i was playing duck hunt

Crushin up your mind into tiny pieces of brain dust