This is a song about "Dirty people"

Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate

It's way too lateand if i got to die young then it's just my fate

Sad but its true, but i ain't on ya level yet

Because we're dirty and fucked in the head,

Bring your pen and your weed stash

I splash your dirty ass,

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

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

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

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

Forgotten thought i was dirty,

Yeah nigga!ay, but peep how my nigga syke do it to you

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

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

They kept a nigga hand clean everytime it got dirty