This is a song about "Life clean"

I'm feeling so fresh and so clean,

I got a dollar and a dream

Niggas, y'all think my songs that i write are squeaky clean,

Cheated on light skin dominique when we was seventeen

Or peachy keen scenes of teens, nothing was squeaky clean,

My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream

A mess for us two to clean,

Show ‘em how much they really mean

Eyes real low, just blame it on the green

Chlorine, wiped the opponents clean

He shed his skin, then he promised to come clean

I spitting bars the metronome the money machine

Bitch you better clean yo linen

Catch you up on places i've been