This is a song about "Cleaning fluid"

Told myself take a little lighter fluid and a couple of matches

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face

With handfuls of razor blades i'm cleaning you with mace

Spit alot, spit so much could be car fluid

You by the cooler yea you niggas don't get no tick

Lemme see them big titties, don't be actin' sadidy you're not pretty

Mixtapes calling out names, cleaning out closets, cuz know one knows me

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

Spit piff, the embalm fluid stripped from an impaled carcass

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

Spit piff, the embalm fluid stripped from an impaled carcass

Cleaning em up with a mop./

Uh, you gotta get in line, hop