This is a song about "Dirty diapers"

And i'm from the dirty south,

A thug niggas in tha house

Do the dirty work, dish rag/

But i muscle rap

The club underwater, have em running out the front

Wears a pacifying necklace, with diapers dampened

My kicks like my chick, i don’t need to know the numbers

I been swanking since i was in baby diapers

Double-m g up, we up, y'all just relax

I use bitches like fucking dirty rags

Am i crazy? maybe, but fucked up is how i been lately

I tell em ain't shit changed like the diapers on ya baby

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Water nowadays will also dirty your spectacles

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

So grab ya friends and let's take ya back to my house