This is a song about "Dirty clothes"

Other words, fill ‘em up wit’ holes

Heat for foes, shoppin sprees with my fleet for clothes

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

Forgotten thought i was dirty,

If we ain't right and always at the throats

I'm rockin' average joe shmoe's regular clothes

You're from the dirty south? yeah, you have a dirty mouth

I got a thousand bitches, i'm not too good with vows

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

Ay when we first met you was too tense for me to get through

My time with their half-witted reviews

Iron my clothes, pick out some shoes

Dirty lets get dirty boy it's only us two

And i'd like to serenade you for every day you