This is a song about "Dirty mailman"

I splash your dirty ass,

No one-half and i hate math

A legend have to bow, africa

Dirty ass probally need to bathe yah,

‘fore he hit the room, hear a “vroom!” from the porsche bitch

Fighting with a bottle and a dirty syringe

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

They kept a nigga hand clean everytime it got dirty

And i'm from the dirty south,

Heystop running your mouth

Feeling flirty, i like a clean bitch that can get down dirty

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Water nowadays will also dirty your spectacles

But i muscle rap

Do the dirty work, dish rag/