This is a song about "Dust"

Sorry mama, i can't turn the other cheek

Ben's left in the dust wallowin in defeat

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

Crushin up your mind into tiny pieces of brain dust

Harder than my dick when taylor swift is in my basement

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

After pleasure there’s paineven though we're broke for the moment

Adjusting all the pinions steering clear of meth and dust

Don't know her name those ain't really important

Now i watch tinkerbell strip, sniff fairy dust

Sprinkle some slinky dust, quickly become mystically strong,

That's aight thoughkeep a nigga heavy in the game, bout so long

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

As my name get bigger this game get different