This is a song about "Clean rappin"

Bragging's for idiots who don't know how to keep shit clean

And some of the stuff i tried to do they had never seen

Why me, i say it cause we number one

Bitch you better clean yo linen

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

Trash rappers getting wiped out like mr. clean

I'm feeling so fresh and so clean,

Be the king, that was part of my dream

To win today would just seem like a lavish dream

Fresh to death, swallow bleach, wine glass of mr. clean

Cause no man's eyes should see what i've seen

Chlorine, wiped the opponents clean

Miami nights, it was all a dream

They was always ready and always clean