This is a song about "Dust"

You brushed the dust off the rhyming dictionary under your bed

This shit make a nigga wanna get some bread or bust a head

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.

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

I'm ring winnin, my jeans different

I smoke until dusk, ash flies like dust,

Revolvers, automatics, guns stay silent

Keep making your fairy dust, dairy lust

Lean like the side of the shoe on a giant

And for the time being lets me in love with the moment

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

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

And i got nieces who need me they fathers ain't important

Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust

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