This is a song about "Dirty niggers"

Because we're dirty and fucked in the head,

Sb horror pack monsters under my bed

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

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

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

Shout out to sha money, signed me in a hurry

Still lay low between the treble and the bass though

She sees the world through a dirty window

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

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

Damn shame niggers in my crew can't bang

Paid well, like she supposed to, i'm a made man

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

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

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