This is a song about "Left in da dust"

Okay today i was the freshest in my area

Party all the time listen i'm da baddest in school the

Chillin in da park wit bad bitches in my sight

When you was leaving, did he put up a fight

As soon as a nigga cross you you better leave him right in the dust

I want to tie her body up and throw her in my basement

Follow your heart you’ll make that fast

When ya first stabbed me in da past,

Although thought that we would grow

Leave em in dust, they kinda slow

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

Fellatio is frequent, still i treat them decent

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

Behind in the dust, left in disgust, like the rest of us