This is a song about "Clean"

But they sold jello in the paint

I'm so clean, you're cum stained

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

Felt just like yesterday was a senior an still clean

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

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

When it's all said and done

Bitch you better clean yo linen

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,

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

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

You can't clean us with soap,

Since i was left with no hope

A mess for us two to clean,

Bitches pursue me like a dream