This is a song about "Clean"

I hit your block and we can box for fun

Bitch you better clean yo linen

But they sold jello in the paint

I'm so clean, you're cum stained

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

To get ourselves up out that dream, no i’s in team

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

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

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

I guess these major deals ain't all they seem

50 dollars on some shoes you ain't ever seen

Or peachy keen scenes of teens, nothing was squeaky clean,

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

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

Havent you got some dicks to clean?

As: i know just what you mean