This is a song about "Dirty muthafuckers"

And too dirty for weak disinfectants like clorox

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Watching cowards burn, i'm your dirty thoughts brought

Couple of foreign cars that i ride, no top

I get a rush like i'm tweekin off blow

She sees the world through a dirty window

Plagiarized swag, may arrive last

I splash your dirty ass,

Fighting with a bottle and a dirty syringe

Left my home alone, you can call me macaulay bitch

Making his own fucking beats, covers, videos and all that shit

Shout to all the muthafuckers who pushed me to it

They kept a nigga hand clean everytime it got dirty

Tired of making money, i'm on to making history