This is a song about "Let me wash your car"

That's all a nigga needs, i get through without food

Then scoop up the wrong head to wash your skin flute

Issue your warrant, informant, bitch i’ve been a boss

Quit your job call your boss a slob who needs a wash

With all your bullshit ,"let me explain"

Past all these glass jaws and assholes that claim

To win today would just seem like a lavish dream

Now wash your mouth out with some listerine

Let me attract your attention that you're ''singing'' not rapping, not rapping

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

And not let your absence phase me

Knowing you can no longer party

How can senators let oil, and pollution wash on our shores

It's going down in history, the way i valet two doors

And i'm the type of muhfucka that'll share you, shoot

Don't you hate it when you forget to wash your skin suit