This is a song about "Im come clean"

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

Tryna come up with words and im cummin at their throats,

Havent you got some dicks to clean?

I got a dollar and a dream

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

He shed his skin, then he promised to come clean

You been aching for that cuz what they playing on the station is wack

With no money to spend, movin out, im moving away, but when i come back

Ill tell the cops straight up that im not clean

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

Chlorine, wiped the opponents clean

Miami nights, it was all a dream

Im clean and slick, i crack bones, and stab bones, and ass bones

With my hand under oath, i recite these quotes