This is a song about "Dust"

Told the fucking faculty that he was at a meeting and

Some people take the pain away with liquor or smoking 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

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

Harder than my dick when taylor swift is in my basement

Rub the wood and ima show em love

Ashes to dust enough's never enough,

Make martin luther tell god i'm the future for heaven's talent

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

I'm ring winnin, my jeans different

Keep making your fairy dust, dairy lust

Fine women love losers, that treat 'em bad and cheap

Ben's left in the dust wallowin in defeat