This is a song about "Dust"

The people ain't got shoes for they feet, or food to eat

Ben's left in the dust wallowin in defeat

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

Took something rough and turn it to a diamond

I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love

Ashes to dust enough's never enough,

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

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

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and

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

Dangerously vicious mentally retarded when im swinging kickin the dust,

A big fuck you to the narcs/ chillin with the ese's , smokin doddie and

I smoke until dusk, ash flies like dust,

With such an ugly picture in it and

But every other part of you make me wanna depart and

Crushin up your mind into tiny pieces of brain dust