This is a song about "The blood flow clean"

Crossing the lines fillin up a clean sheet

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

Eighteen, green, clean and fresh on the scene,

Bars crazy of course i'm living the dream

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

Chlorine, wiped the opponents clean

Ridin' in that es with my nefertiti queen

So sweet the way i put it down, we wipe the slate clean,

Return of the king of flow

Scab, fix up look shop joe

My verse flow like a wave clean the surface for the naive who used to crap like you have

I need me an engine that go real fast, call it hall/haul of fame once it haul ass

What, what ... project shit what

Rhymes flow through me like blood

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

If i went ops then evil wins this war neither killing more blood sheds a flow at