This is a song about "Dirty feet"

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

These chains wrapped around my feet,

Heystop running your mouth

And i'm from the dirty south,

I splash your dirty ass,

Cause you're most likely to crash

Suck my teat, nasty feet,

But don't fall asleep

Trying to catch me riding dirty

I reel them in, goadomes on see

I came from the dirty south(that dirty south),

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

I don't know defeat

Then bow down and kiss my feet

The revolution will proceed

He'll fall down at my feet