This is a song about "Dirty ghetto kids"

And i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

I'm sick of seeing ghetto-grown kids who nearly fight to death,

While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison

While i'm stuck in this school with nothing but rich white kids thinking their ghetto 'n

Dirty lets get dirty boy it's only us two

She hold a nigga down, you deserve them boo

Why are the little kids having little kids

Just another product of this matrix

Hundred racks of hundreds in the stash house

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

She said she’s from the ghetto

I ain't tryna brag though

That moschino shit is so back

Do the dirty work, dish rag/

She sees the world through a dirty window

Face down, ass up, ain't none of my bitches planking though