This is a song about "Dirty pancakes"

Got the seven on me like vick jersey

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

For clockin dirty dollars

Tryna be some mobsters

Watching cowards burn, i'm your dirty thoughts brought

Couple of foreign cars that i ride, no top

And when it come to the cash

I splash your dirty ass,

I'm on a thousand islands like mcdonald's cows

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

Fat sack of knives in the passenger side, bitch

Fighting with a bottle and a dirty syringe

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

Not knowin it's hard to carry on when no one loves you

I know these haters watching

Sniffing his dirty washing!