This is a song about "Dirty ol rats"

They got me goin mad, i'm knockin busters on they backs

Its the real poke' rap poke a hundred fuckin rats

Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz

But i don’t knock you i just blame it on your old head, rats

We're gonna have a good ol' time.

Doctor said i was fine

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

I got a thousand bitches, i'm not too good with vows

Wale, d.c. thats me, huh

Ol' fiction ass nigga,

Why people want you single every time that you got a spouse

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

You ain't gotta follow the same ol' ritual

And if you light skin you might want to be careful