This is a song about "Ur a dirty grimmy bitch"

Call me the next dirty dozen with a boeing going renegade

Killa i roller cheese blazed, high as fuck and feelin' great

Ur a hansaw, and your toothless,

They getting deals with thier weak buzz

I got a thousand bitches, i'm not too good with vows

You're from the dirty south? yeah, you have a dirty mouth

Hey bitch..wats ur name....i forgot ur name...

When i'm working for certain, i'm hurting the game

Bring the battering ram where you live

Ur havin' a loss cause ur flow is stiff

Not puckett but i hit it then i duck a bitch

Fighting with a bottle and a dirty syringe

And the blouses of these bitches always end up in my house

A fucking love dirty south gold grill in my mouth

She sees the world through a dirty window

But seemingly believe it though