This is a song about "Clean my room"

All my niggas we be winning, we stay tatted, we stay clean.

I got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

The streets in need of a king, you can tell 'em i’m home

Sit here on my phone in my room all alone

In my room i can be me

Walk that body, talk that body

I'm not moving like a cartoon

Pass through, me and kid freestyle in my room,

My liver's cold, i got the frigid flow

I was in my room hotel playing halo

Won't run out anytime soon

My book case looks like a psych. room

9 times outta ten

Monday in my room again