This is a song about "Clean"

Ridin' in that es with my nefertiti queen

Felt just like yesterday was a senior an still clean

Cold world no blanket son

Bitch you better clean yo linen

After i moved i was never fully clean

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

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

I be ahead of these niggas last king guillotine

Mouth of midas so dreams are close clean

Girl cut up, got lean on lean

He shed his skin, then he promised to come clean

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

They was always ready and always clean

To win today would just seem like a lavish dream

Ay, i got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

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