This is a song about "Dirty bangladeshi"

And too dirty for weak disinfectants like clorox

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

Cop me air ones, hon, lime and red

Because we're dirty and fucked in the head,

Sorry mr. charlie won't chap dance

I use bitches like fucking dirty rags

I splash your dirty ass,

Bring your pen and your weed stash

A legend have to bow, africa

Dirty ass probally need to bathe yah,

Cause by then it's just too late, there's so much we can take

Do you remember that dirty dozen renegade?

You gave me a taste, now i know there's no getting off you

Its a dirty dirty world you got to watch who you talk to