This is a song about "Dirty niggers"

For clockin dirty dollars

Talking about the god you serve

Trying to catch me riding dirty

I'm cold on the cold turkey

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

We in the field building muscle while you watch the house

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

And too dirty for weak disinfectants like clorox

This my zombie circus, i hope the majors heard this

My squad, holler the loudest, y'all niggers childish

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

They kept a nigga hand clean everytime it got dirty

Get the r. kelly tape and see how we piss on you

Dirty lets get dirty boy it's only us two