This is a song about "Being nasty"

I got alotta phones

And nasty remains and bones

Get more nasty ass than robin thicke when miley was twerkin it

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

Since back in high school, we was true, me and you

And, my flow is nasty like tofu

No reason to be around

You're a nasty ass hound,

Nasty words, bastards, worse

You just trynna be haters

She think she cute she think she classy but straight up that girl is nasty.

If i see it how he seen it, that would make my parents happy

For being nasty off the top like my heads got lice

Nobody gives a fuck about usbut when i start to rise