This is a song about "Dust"

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

All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government

Ben's left in the dust wallowin in defeat

Um, wolf gang, that's the fucking clique

My parents went away on a week's vacation and

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

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

This is delight no surprise, tonight’s not any different

It'll be like nothing to us but dust,

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

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,

See i know when the harsh reality take it's toll

It could wipe niggas clean like a fuking dust bowl.