Niggas, y'all think my songs that i write are squeaky clean,
I got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team
And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream
Ill tell the cops straight up that im not clean
Chlorine, wiped the opponents clean
Girl cut up, got lean on lean
Trash rappers getting wiped out like mr. clean
Then keep your change like an oink machine
Simple and clean like lever,
Of impactful things one can ask for
I put it down your throat
You can't clean us with soap,
A mess for us two to clean,
And i put you on the team
Of thinkinthese, are the dreams of a young teen
After i moved i was never fully clean
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