This is a song about "Dirty hoes"

And i didn't know what condescending meant till yesterday

But now i'm spitting clean lyrics, none are dirty

For clockin dirty dollars

Uzi pop, you news and choppers

Where the black girls get their weaves back

Do the dirty work, dish rag/

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

They kept a nigga hand clean everytime it got dirty

And i'm from the dirty south,

I'm chicken stripping off your lil blouse

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

You're dirty like the jersey shore with those orange hoes.

See me i'm into hoes that's into hoes

I’m sayin’ that i know, revealing them most

She sees the world through a dirty window

Where they find me, 16 on death row