This is a song about "Dust"

But got comma’s in my statement

47. and com bust into dust,

To add to the list of beverly hills victims

Smokin' dust but thinkin' you're like loaded lux,

Sprinkle some slinky dust, quickly become mystically strong,

So now i say goodbye to the old me, it's already gone

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

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

Man im so high if i land ill make the pavement dust,

Self-awarding, negligence of the less important

Crushin up your mind into tiny pieces of brain dust

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

Harder than my dick when taylor swift is in my basement

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

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

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