This is a song about "Dust"

You brushed the dust off the rhyming dictionary under your bed

Or will they kill me while i'm sleepin, two to the head

Only feel sorry for crack babies and rape victims

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

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

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

Revolvers, automatics, guns stay silent

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

Dangerously vicious mentally retarded when im swinging kickin the dust,

Keeping em' shook chanting for hope,rhyming like me is hard to do like you and

Find your number in my phone and don't know what be goin wrong

Sprinkle some slinky dust, quickly become mystically strong,

Forreal, i got a pole in the basement

Keep making your fairy dust, dairy lust

But she's not alonemiss independent

It'll be like nothing to us but dust,