This is a song about "Clean john dickinson 1785 rap"

But what we did was found our niche and made a stitch

John stockon is as white as that dumb bitch

Through the years tryin to stack a little green

Mouth of midas so dreams are close clean

Chlorine, wiped the opponents clean

And lead tha whole team

They said seven tracks, i said fifteen

Havent you got some dicks to clean?

You say i should be clean on my rap but i don't give a damn

To witness the realest shit that's ever been told to man

Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears

I tacked, now my eyes bare they aren't john smith blank stares,

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

U ask for forgivness i know we all ain't holy st. john