This is a song about "Dirty belleville bitches"

And i'm from the dirty south,

Freakin' out all i see is clouds

You smell that? that's the odor of success bitch

Fighting with a bottle and a dirty syringe

Shout out to sha money, signed me in a hurry

But now i'm spitting clean lyrics, none are dirty

Dirty lets get dirty boy it's only us two

You reflect me, i love that about you

Homosexuality's a sin, but that's dirty son?

Body bad as hell, her vagina is heaven

I hit these little bitches dirty like james harrison

Despite living with more attention than light skinned, women

No regard when i'm going at abroad

Watching cowards burn, i'm your dirty thoughts brought

I use bitches like fucking dirty rags

Check my bank account, got racks on racks