This is a song about "Cleaning up"

Fuck it, odd future some nazis, black nazis don't copy

Hold up, hold up, hold up, popped a molly (popped a molly)

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

Raising it up, levitating, lifting it up,

Had to d up like all in a titty cup

Incredible flow you cant bind up (bind up)

Problems stackin up, pretty soon im packin up

But a couple shots of it got a nigga on stuck

Hip-hop's unbalances got out of hand

Don't wake up, don't wake up, don't wake up too fast

If heaven had a height then you would be that tall but

So crank it up live it up until the sun is up up up

But there's too much trash in this bitch, get to cleaning/

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

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

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see