This is a song about "Angry women and dirty feet"

And it just ends up getting her angry so...

My money fourth and long, but you do not get to throw

The things they say went a little too far

We going weed, women and some alcohol

Because we're dirty and fucked in the head,

You claim you a dog, my nigga, i’m the vet

I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms

And too dirty for weak disinfectants like clorox

Degrade our women calling them hoes and bitches

With an impending mixtape that only seems like a myth

Ross and folarin, couple women

Killing our dreams, stealing our vision

Fighting with a bottle and a dirty syringe

And i'm wolf, that was me who shoved the cock in your bitch

Swear a niggas draws be on some stupid neiman marcus shit

And i hate myself for being angry at someone so tormented,