This is a song about "Pussy clean and craimpie"

Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow

These pussy niggas talking bout they clean like crisco

Sharpened up and kept clean, those motherfuckers seem to gleam,

All my niggas is winning, shout out to charlie sheen

I keep my money neat

I would clean and you wouldn't need

Benign and malice keep me clean up top

I can only imagine, uncle bob

Man but this ain't no sign language

And realize ur pussy bitch.

I spitting bars the metronome the money machine

Cause i'm knee-deep in it and need a tp roll to keep it clean

Mine? type: nice. light come off the white ice

Pussy and patron that's some great advice

Heres a tissue, and now clean your jaw

Yea, my middle finger to the law