This is a song about "Dust"

Worse than the others -- bill clinton, mr. bob dole

It could wipe niggas clean like a fuking dust bowl.

Lost my nigga over nothing though

Leave em in dust, they kinda slow

But got comma’s in my statement

Keep making your fairy dust, dairy lust

Now it'll cost you 30 racks to get a verse cheap

Ben's left in the dust wallowin in defeat

It'll be like nothing to us but dust,

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

She got me caught up in the moment

47. and com bust into dust,

I race to the line, blow past the dust

Lean like the side of the shoe on a giant

Faded. but u started from the dust and your still in the dust

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