This is a song about "Dust"

I race to the line, blow past the dust

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

47. and com bust into dust,

Fuck around dawg, get ya head bust

Ashes to dust enough's never enough,

Rub the wood and ima show em love

Crushin up your mind into tiny pieces of brain dust

Nigga fuck your role model bitch, i'm my own idol and

Adjusting all the pinions steering clear of meth and dust

All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government

She got me caught up in the moment

It'll be like nothing to us but dust,

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

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and