This is a song about "Clean my room"

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

In my room i can be me

Made some moves, now i'm known to spit december in june

I have visions of demons lurking around in my room,

Monday in my room again

I’m effervescent, just ask them

I was in my room hotel playing halo

Now i'm laying out at the delano though

Won't run out anytime soon

My book case looks like a psych. room

Jeff hamilton, genesis, leather time

Clean out my ears from your lyrical slime