This is a song about "Dust 2"

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

I race to the line, blow past the dust

Leave em in dust, they kinda slow

My new flow bought hublots below zero

Ben's left in the dust wallowin in defeat

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

Took something rough and turn it to a diamond

Now i watch tinkerbell strip, sniff fairy dust

Lean like the side of the shoe on a giant

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

You brushed the dust off the rhyming dictionary under your bed

The king of comedy heard everythin' that you said

Dangerously vicious mentally retarded when im swinging kickin the dust,

Time to pick up our cross, show what we got to the lost, yes we telling and

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

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