This is a song about "Rap diss clean"

Cause you are on the diss,

But you hate them navel kisses

Chlorine, wiped the opponents clean

As: i know just what you mean

This diss is what i got you aint gotta rap shot

As long as we're cooperating with god

I spitting bars the metronome the money machine

Trash rappers getting wiped out like mr. clean

So i spit a diss rap without the riff raff and leave him crying in the snow

You low zero and i beat all y'all ass in a game of guitar hero

My heart beatsechoes into the cold streetswhere nightmares and darkness begin to meet

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

Form follows function, so watch who you diss

Hoping that nobody don't notice

She’s a star if i ever seen one

Bitch you better clean yo linen