This is a song about "Clean"

Yeah, ready for whatever

Simple and clean like lever,

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

D.c. about to blow, we know cause we the guillotine

Clean time, lean fucking killing machine,

Down in miami, with a super ho team

Eyes real low, just blame it on the green

Havent you got some dicks to clean?

Clean time, lean fucking killing machine,

Just before they seen my money in the green

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

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

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

Now i was dreaming bout a deal at the age of thirteen

Trash rappers getting wiped out like mr. clean

Then keep your change like an oink machine