This is a song about "Nasty but still classy"

But i still conquered it all

By the phone, no call

Lovin how i got you niggas crazy

Spurious, but still failing to see,

Looking classy at the same time,

And just in time your head is mine

But i'm still fuckin these bitches,

As often, i do this

But that doesn't stop the nasty chicks from saying "fill me"

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

But still feels hated and deflated

All black everthing on some jigga shit

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

But god is still close to me, and i'm still liberal socially,