This is a song about "Dirty slag"

And if you had more street cred then you'd be dead

Because we're dirty and fucked in the head,

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

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

Forgotten thought i was dirty,

Must be something you want me to see

Watching cowards burn, i'm your dirty thoughts brought

Give me awards, grammies, and let the crowd applaud

For clockin dirty dollars

All my real motherfuckin partners

But he don't rule a thing

Sniffing his dirty washing!

As you niggas, niggas get familiar with the art of loss

I'll smash the cunt, and tell him to have a blunt before i slag him off