This is a song about "Dust"

These hoes say i'm a poet i try to make em different

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

Now i watch tinkerbell strip, sniff fairy dust

But got comma’s in my statement

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

Hopefully my dick don't shrivel up, when it's time to bust

She can only live for the moment

Keep making your fairy dust, dairy lust

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

Nickel plated chromegot this baby capone lookin like a giant

Unify them, mob through, take over and

I race to the line, blow past the dust

The sun gives light cause it is the window

Leave em in dust, they kinda slow