This is a song about "Dirty spatula"

Talking of the gods you serve

For clockin dirty dollars

Eyes real low, just blame it on the green

Niggas with dirty mouths, you need some listerine.

I splash your dirty ass,

...that's all i have

I'll prove it with one hand by beating you to death with a spatula.

Tryin to get a motherfucker to telland couldn't nobody diss my nigga

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing

Sniffing his dirty washing!

On they twitter writing novels, see

Forgotten thought i was dirty,

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

And the blouses of these bitches always end up in my house

And too dirty for weak disinfectants like clorox

If you talk shit, i'll make you cry and tell your big moms