This is a song about "I m fresh and clean"

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend

"m sorry but m future life must be pleasant and ur no better than a peasant"

And she throws up whatever she eats

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

Immaculate keep this verse nice and clean

Of thinkinthese, are the dreams of a young teen

Now i m getting bored and started to write this shit...

I don't know why the industry wanna keep me a secret

And i walk in to hear the smell of a fresh bong,

When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm

They was always ready and always clean

Miami nights, it was all a dream

Carefree i don’t need the stress

I start everyday as a fresh

Chasing for the wind but you never win the track meet

Ecstasy couldn't step to scenes i witness fresh and steep