This is a song about "Pour up dirty sprite"

I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love

Your so messed up cause you use the dirty needles!

Cause i'm now, livin' this life with foolproof doubts

I came from the dirty south(that dirty south),

I'm in back writing music while drinking sprite

Always wanted a piece of the pie, now it’s sliced right

Grab a glass baby, lemme pour the champagne/

Just in case a nigga never see that thrill again

Pour a little liquor

And you know i paint that picture

Too polite for this despite the purple sprite

Niggas run and hidenapoleon will provide

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Gatorade with prometh, and sprite got me jolly

But i'm a dreamerhave you ever seen a nigga who was strong in the game

You other niggas think this shits a game, hell yahtry to dirty up my name