This is a song about "Dust"

Real nigga, pardon whoever feel different

It'll be like nothing to us but dust,

Hopping to get eaten by a gust, i'm not the greatest, i'm just an atom of a dust.

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

But since whitley gilbert and jada pinkett my world been different

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

Ben's left in the dust wallowin in defeat

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

Addiction and lust have made my brain turn to dust.

Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust

All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government

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

Sprinkle some slinky dust, quickly become mystically strong,

Baby, you're the inspiration of this precious song

I smoke until dusk, ash flies like dust,

But nah, he is quite different