This is a song about "Dish soap"

Got a whole lotta bmi checks in the mail

Dropping all that thun thun thun like your soap in the jail

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

I am ragity, soap, isn't for vanity, hope we get more capacity

And ya pussy was amazing but it ain't worth a couple million

Vizion is that type of nigga to purposely drop the soap in prison,

And a finger in the middle that i leave em with

I serve a dish that will burn the lips of who's turn it is

Malignant, belligerent, believe me i'm living this

My stomach feeling empty i could use a dish

So the ones eye has freak don't run

That you just dropped the soap in prison

Yeah, the sex in the sack

Do the dirty work, dish rag/