This is a song about "God clean larics"

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

A stain in the game, don't try an wash it clean

Bitch you better clean yo linen

Me and my microphone could be one

After i moved i was never fully clean

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

Mouth of midas so dreams are close clean

Weed they can't fuck with, i'm puffin a.c. green

Wardrobe from round the globe

You can't clean us with soap,

Bragging's for idiots who don't know how to keep shit clean

My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream

Or peachy keen scenes of teens, nothing was squeaky clean,

I got a dolla and a dream, real niggas on my team