This is a song about "Dust"

Dig, these niggas is fake joe

Leave em in dust, they kinda slow

Adjusting all the pinions steering clear of meth and dust

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

It'll be like nothing to us but dust,

This how i hear it different

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

Crushin up your mind into tiny pieces of brain dust

Ducking bill collectors like jehovah’s witness

Ashes to dust enough's never enough,

But she's not alonemiss independent

I race to the line, blow past the dust

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

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

8 in the morning when that street clock bust

Keep making your fairy dust, dairy lust