This is a song about "Dust"

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

Dangerously vicious mentally retarded when im swinging kickin the dust,

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

Harder than my dick when taylor swift is in my basement

No days off and i ain't gettin’ sleep

Ben's left in the dust wallowin in defeat

And the word most important

47. and com bust into dust,

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

All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government

Don’t i talk nasty, she don’t know my government

Crushin up your mind into tiny pieces of brain dust

Enforce, i'm elegant and

I smoke until dusk, ash flies like dust,

This is something different

It'll be like nothing to us but dust,