This is a song about "Dust"

Meetin' fuckin' hoes on the road, it's takin its toll

It could wipe niggas clean like a fuking dust bowl.

That happen to act like a black president

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

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

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

Sprinkle some slinky dust, quickly become mystically strong,

But ya chose to go before meand brothas miss ya while your gone

Trophy's that stack up by my window pane, they're stained. gather dust,

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

Wale dc said we on joe

Leave em in dust, they kinda slow

It'll be like nothing to us but dust,

When it comes to beef it becomes a talent