This is a song about "Clean"

Immaculate keep this verse nice and clean

To win today would just seem like a lavish dream

Niggas, y'all think my songs that i write are squeaky clean,

So you don't got to wonder what i got up on my team

He shed his skin, then he promised to come clean

I be ahead of these niggas last king guillotine

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

He just worried on green, think he can getaway clean

I'm so clean, you're cum stained

You already are caged

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

The bitches is everything in between

A stain in the game, don't try an wash it clean

Bars crazy of course i'm living the dream

Catch you up on places i've been

Bitch you better clean yo linen