This is a song about "I look so clean"

So i wistfully look back through all the years

But this ain't physics or rocket science

I ironed my kakis so my cash look straight,

Yeah, i think i'mma cop me that new estate

Get into, get intolet it ride, tonight's the night

So why do i feel the urge to cry and tell you "look i tried"

Living in a box full of cuyahoga booze, and listen

I slain in a way so clean i've never been in this place called prison

But i don't trust anybody, yeah no one

I’m clean motherfuckers i have a vision

Can't break up to make up,she wake up, im out

..bitch ima clean freak i dont mess around,

Clean teeth so i can meet neat people on the street with sweet feet

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep