This is a song about "Star dust"

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

Crushin up your mind into tiny pieces of brain dust

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

Man im so high if i land ill make the pavement dust,

And bijies like im out and

It'll be like nothing to us but dust,

The engine in back of my car

''track star'' run real quick bitch like a track star

I’m a rare one, camo’s and some rare ones

Smokin' dust but thinkin' you're like loaded lux,

Young money, d-town's all star

How simple they are

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

Lean like the side of the shoe on a giant

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

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