This is a song about "Dirty pants"

And there's little to be glad for

Your pants get hit with cancer

Do the dirty work, dish rag/

May just gon' bring hobo back

You can't even scan, your fans are downloading you

Dirty lets get dirty boy it's only us two

Fuck crappy haircuts and these khaki pants,

We getting money, you can face the facts

I gave ya'll wizardry with my hands

If u keep takin dollars out they pants

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

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

And i'm from the dirty south,

Hundred k in twenty-two hours