This is a song about "Clean"

You can't clean us with soap,

Since i was left with no hope

We self-made but never is an i on the team

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

Where i'm from, if you ever seen what i seen

Clean time, lean fucking killing machine,

After i moved i was never fully clean

Overseas, i can put you on my dream team

Immaculate keep this verse nice and clean

Your developmental league don’t see a team

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

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

Clean time, lean fucking killing machine,

62 dreams, roll a date with some lean

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

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