This is a song about "Diss to friend clean version"

Of thinkinthese, are the dreams of a young teen

Fresh to death, swallow bleach, wine glass of mr. clean

To my best friend (i fell for)

You ain't gotta hit the club no more

Im new to, working this perfect, my version of wordings occurring in few spews

In bed he wept and seldom slept, he deserved respect to learn the truth

So i got to clean my act up,

Take em to the crib, yeah we gon fuck

If ya’ll about to hate then alleviate the diss

Father fuckin her, older man fuckin her sis

Well you must tell it to escape my friend

For four hundred plus yearsyou should be scared

Yes its the you hitched to the newbie version

+big daddy+, no +kane+, get the job done

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

He shed his skin, then he promised to come clean