This is a song about "Pour up dirty sprite"

Push the cellar ceiling up and make the tower tip

Doing all these drugs, pour it up, smoke that chronic

We tie dynamite to the rhino type

Pour liquors if you wanna reach these height

Don’t want nothing from a nigga; he all kinds of lame

People waste precious time trinna dirty up my name

Forgotten thought i was dirty,

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

Do the dirty work, dish rag/

Doo-rags to match, and i do sag

Grab a glass baby, lemme pour the champagne/

Cause my mission's insane, you couldn't vision the pain

Pour a lot of cyanide

I hope she's goin' home with me tonight

Your so messed up cause you use the dirty needles!

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