This is a song about "Wash"

No wonder why when times get hard

Gonna wash away just like noah's arc

I just know what you mean

Wash. heights roamer on the scene

Quit your job call your boss a slob who needs a wash

Cause my hoes in the x like they model for cars

I got sexy ladies all over the floor

You will see a body wash up on shore

Wear my hat to the back, i'm in a different kind of mood

Don't you hate it when you forget to wash your skin suit

Don't you hate it when you forget to wash your skin suit

See me off the bay with san quinn in a beige coupe

I'm popping rubber bands

Wash the blood of your fucking hands

Can i use it to see things clear? can it wash away the fear?

Could you speak up and stop mu-mumbling, i don't think you came in clear