This is a song about "B nasty"

Vial filled with... foul, nasty, filthy... vile bile,

Specially equities, reckon we smile

Ain't rapping like i was another slow b/

Call me lazy, i ain't your baby

Da real queen spellin b

Ain’t no doubt that shit is crazy

Yeah nigga its nasty

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

I'm here tryin' to pull you through

And, my flow is nasty like tofu

Nasty words, bastards, worse

Adabo to my haters

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

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