This is a song about "Cleaning at 2am"

Studio fifty four if we get the props right

Dawn rising, cleaning up the camp site,

Huh, a metaphor of course

But im cleaning you of bars like chores

I skip to places, smiling faces, while you fucking walk

Im cleaning up these haters like my jobs to hold a mop

Look, now roll my j tight

2am on a sunday night

Will get at you, come get at you

It's really not an issue

Bird gangs, it was birds i flew

Now look at me than look at you