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.

Ben's left in the dust wallowin in defeat

Yeah i know we never got to meet

Brown skin or a yellow-bone, dj this my favorite song

Sprinkle some slinky dust, quickly become mystically strong,

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

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

Pushing my way to the top but this time it feel different

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

I nurture their brain, i'm moving the movement

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

Put the purp in the blunt

47. and com bust into dust,

Hoping wes snipes make my life a bit different

Crushin up your mind into tiny pieces of brain dust