This is a song about "Dust"

If you ever feel alone and

47. and com bust into dust,

I'll take your lines then sniff em like a whiff of some cocaine dust

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

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.

Ashes to dust enough's never enough,

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

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

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and

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

All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government

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

This is something different