This is a song about "Dust"

Keep making your fairy dust, dairy lust

Revolvers, automatics, guns stay silent

I smoke until dusk, ash flies like dust,

But she's not alonemiss independent

This is something different

Wow, that hook sucked, yo throw it in the dust

With such an ugly picture in it and

Now i watch tinkerbell strip, sniff fairy dust

Spread them in hell and watch your ashes burn to dust,

All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government

I race to the line, blow past the dust

But got comma’s in my statement

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

Adjusting all the pinions steering clear of meth and dust

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

Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust