This is a song about "Rap diss clean"

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

Yo i'm a rap fiend, not a crack fiend, y'all motherfuckers get yo act clean,

Cause you are on the diss,

Well, we are the roses

Chlorine, wiped the opponents clean

62 dreams, roll a date with some lean

I should end up my battle with a kiss i was just trynna clean your rap mess

I shall not fear no man but godthough i walk through the valley of death

Maybe he'll listen in his casket -- the aftermathmore bodies being buried

Fuck dirty money man my cash is clean, everybody braggin how they rap with speed

Miami nights, it was all a dream

Mouth of midas so dreams are close clean

I'm responsible for this unstoppable diss

I keep it funky with my misses, fuck these other bitches