This is a song about "Dirty nigger"

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

So grab ya friends and let's take ya back to my house

You're from the dirty south? yeah, you have a dirty mouth

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

And the last one, he's in the mirror

A true nigger that aint scared to pull trigger

To war with the coppers

For clockin dirty dollars

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

There he goes on his face like a nigger can't skate.

Its a dirty dirty world you got to watch who you talk to

You could have it all alone, cause i’m better without you

I show her off, i stunt with her, we do it sweet, they look bitter

Okay then how bout i go mad and say the waord nigger,

Top dropped down, black on black

Do the dirty work, dish rag/