This is a song about "Nasty breath"

Yeah nigga its nasty

I'mma live and die in cali

You're a nasty ass hound,

I drive that all around

I got laugh till the last breath

Yes sir, please confess

Specially equities, reckon we smile

Vial filled with... foul, nasty, filthy... vile bile,

Go back under water, gotta catch my breath

Now you probably wishing that you would have said yes

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

Kinda lame isn't it if this business isn't nasty?

I be way out in cali, got hoes of all types

I'm so disgusted by all these nasty cites