This is a song about "Clean"

Clean time, lean fucking killing machine,

62 dreams, roll a date with some lean

He shed his skin, then he promised to come clean

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

I'm feeling so fresh and so clean,

And i put you on the team

He aint clean on a scene

Come see real niggas on my team

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

I’m lost without them, when they around i am charles sheen

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

After i moved i was never fully clean

Of thinkinthese, are the dreams of a young teen