This is a song about "Gymnastics clean"

Now i was dreaming bout a deal at the age of thirteen

All my niggas we be winning, we stay tatted, we stay clean.

Going broke, no sir

Simple and clean like lever,

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

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

He aint clean on a scene

I see a young teen

Had my niggas down so i’m screaming fuck the law

Heres a tissue, and now clean your jaw

Look so clean, my minds a mess though

Silly bitches gon' follow