This is a song about "Dust"

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

Crushin up your mind into tiny pieces of brain dust

Addiction and lust have made my brain turn to dust.

When it comes to beef it becomes a talent

But if i flash to much/ i look to dangerous/ my mom knows the look in my eye, its lust/

Dangerously vicious mentally retarded when im swinging kickin the dust,

I'm gettin help for this addiction, now golf ain't important

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

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

Ashes to dust enough's never enough,

You brushed the dust off the rhyming dictionary under your bed

And i ain't stopping baby even if the light is red

Hopping to get eaten by a gust, i'm not the greatest, i'm just an atom of a dust.

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and