This is a song about "Cleaning a room"

To y'all minds i'm like a uk clock

Cleaning em up with a mop./

Clap along if you feel like a room without a roof

Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice

In a room, roll a blunt, in my glass, fuck it fast

I say it’s your world, cole world to be exact

I pick up a spoon and walk through the living room door

The cp3 of this rap game, i bet my nigga score

Just regret the fact that i left too soon

This boy rise from the dark corner of a room,

In a room full of people so much is being said,

Ready to watch? i'm a slip it in the tape deck

A dark room, *stop flapping bitch*

Yeah, we get this cabbage