This is a song about "Clear"

Oh your friends are sick

Clear of any bullshit

Don't give a shit so my dick fuck bladders in your ear

When people listen to my rhymes they hear it loud and clear

My pistol close in handconvinced this is my year

Twenty five ounces got me thinking clear

Like i really dun care, but what pac said was clear

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

Guns, knives, and gear, i'm a military volunteer, now it's all clear,

Don’t grin on me wit’ them long stares, you ain’t god unless no fear

Financial collaps, well, the rich are in the clear

You see the way i move, i am in another gear

Water so blue man its so clear

But my brother got a year