This is a song about "B nasty"

Well, that's what you are

Nasty new street slugger,

You're like the sun and winter, my pot of gold

B-b-back to the #future making bread out of #toast,

Girl i know you like that, you crazy

Rap is music with real substance b

Kinda lame isn't it if this business isn't nasty?

We go skate, rape sluts and eat donuts from randy

Nasty words, bastards, worse

Ha, the envy of dime dealers

You're a nasty ass hound,

My niggas clownbring a pound

I don't need no props b/

All i want is you baby