This is a song about "Dust"

To clear my head i'm feelin low, losin control

It could wipe niggas clean like a fuking dust bowl.

Fuck you if you feelin' different

47. and com bust into dust,

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

I'm gettin help for this addiction, now golf ain't important

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

Crushin up your mind into tiny pieces of brain dust

Addiction and lust have made my brain turn to dust.

Revolvers, automatics, guns stay silent

Ballin til the buzzer blow

Leave em in dust, they kinda slow

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

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

Underrated that's temporarily for the moment

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