This is a song about "Dust"

I race to the line, blow past the dust

Fresh to death that bullshit irrelevant

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

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

I gave ya girl a t-shirt since she gave the whole crew neck

You brushed the dust off the rhyming dictionary under your bed

Feeling like shawn carter before the diamond

It'll be like nothing to us but dust,

But if a nigga catch a nut bet he feel different

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

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Smokin' dust but thinkin' you're like loaded lux,

Spread them in hell and watch your ashes burn to dust,

Took something rough and turn it to a diamond

Addiction and lust have made my brain turn to dust.

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust