This is a song about "Dirty pancakes"

No wonder she puts cough syrup on your pancakes.

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

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

Lyrical assult, they charge me without the battery

They kept a nigga hand clean everytime it got dirty

Dirty lets get dirty boy it's only us two

Just me and my two of my dudes, blue man crew

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Trying to catch me riding dirty

Watching cowards burn, i'm your dirty thoughts brought

I ain't for that work, trying to see my daughter walk

A thug niggas in tha house

And i'm from the dirty south,

I use bitches like fucking dirty rags

Dope sneakers and dope speakers for fly cats