This is a song about "So fresh so clean"

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace

I'm so tired of the cliches and talking dirty with a clean shave

We are going to the top and you cant stop we got hops so here is a mop so clean your act up

Olajuwon, james hardeny’all niggas new to the sceneand that’s my nigga, supper club

That's why this my mission statement, bitch get it straight

Im so fresh with my lines you can call me glade.

I slain in a way so clean i've never been in this place called prison

And movin' you moanin', music on the counter in the kitchen

So i ain't giving a fuck

So i got to clean my act up,

I guess these major deals ain't all they seem

Eighteen, green, clean and fresh on the scene,

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

Needing money he sold his daddy's ring, bold an mean so far from clean

Word, absence will make the heart grow

Look so clean, my minds a mess though