This is a song about "Dirty pakistan"

Forgotten thought i was dirty,

Love is a mystery

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

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

Truly they would torture you, smack ya back to pakistan,

Bet they all will tune in, so i'mma do it bigger than

Do the dirty work, dish rag/

Snapple fact: you rather wack

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

Let's get off the phone and we can speak when i see you

Kicking ass like all nighters with pakistan

So it's straight c4 from the thoughts i bring, bang

Rolling a double rhouse full of happiness, weed and drank

Shit's a traffic jam, and we bomb pakistan with gats in hand,

Hella dirty like i'm paris hilton

Perfect 10 and lord knows that i need one