This is a song about "Dust"

Niggas get down for the moment, they ain't for movement

I'll take your lines then sniff em like a whiff of some cocaine dust

Dangerously vicious mentally retarded when im swinging kickin the dust,

I'm a fucking rap god, niggas going wear me being crucified on the cross and

After pleasure there’s paineven though we're broke for the moment

Trophy's that stack up by my window pane, they're stained. gather dust,

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

You brushed the dust off the rhyming dictionary under your bed

Now i’m always in the hood like i never was gone

Sprinkle some slinky dust, quickly become mystically strong,

Do you get brains, did you make the honor roll

It could wipe niggas clean like a fuking dust bowl.

I know mario's on the hook, but i was playing duck hunt

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

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

Man im so high if i land ill make the pavement dust,