This is a song about "Dirty courtney"

And don't perform after him or you might regret

Because we're dirty and fucked in the head,

Forgotten thought i was dirty,

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

A legend have to bow, africa

Dirty ass probally need to bathe yah,

And i'm as high as deion feet is headed to the house

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

Fighting with a bottle and a dirty syringe

Quick, cause working in a drought is a bitch

Watching cowards burn, i'm your dirty thoughts brought

This nigga, look at this fuckin' nigga lips, dog

And i'm from the dirty south,

My garage full of cars that bounce

They kept a nigga hand clean everytime it got dirty

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see