This is a song about "Dust"

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

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

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

Ben's left in the dust wallowin in defeat

I smoke until dusk, ash flies like dust,

Feeling like shawn carter before the diamond

Mc'ing ain't dead, but the scenery is different

Addiction and lust have made my brain turn to dust.

47. and com bust into dust,

Knees dug deep into the pavement

Leave em in dust, they kinda slow

The sun gives light cause it is the window

Keep making your fairy dust, dairy lust

Fellatio is frequent, still i treat them decent

When it comes to beef it becomes a talent

It'll be like nothing to us but dust,