This is a song about "Dust"

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

She got me caught up in the moment

Spread them in hell and watch your ashes burn to dust,

Mc'ing ain't dead, but the scenery is different

But got comma’s in my statement

Keep making your fairy dust, dairy lust

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

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

Never let another rap nigga hit it from back or the front

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

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

The club underwater, have em running out the front

Now i watch tinkerbell strip, sniff fairy dust

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

You brushed the dust off the rhyming dictionary under your bed