(Intro) Man, I got all these clothes everywhere I got this, I got this shirt and these gra** stains. What the? I don't know where that came from... I got these socks...some more socks. Deeeegg! *Sniffs socks* They smell really bad. I'm just gonna put this in the basket or something... (Verse 1: Eshé Bhairavi) Gra** stains on my shirt because I fell in love I was able to get em out because it wasn't much I took shots the other night when I turned 21 And puked all over my khaki's, the most horrible fun And a Car ran over my favorite hat And my white ankle socks are now fading to black I guess I wanna prove how much I really use my feet So badly that I walked in the street and stepped on something sweet And now I'm down one pair of ankle socks My jacket now has polka dots I had nowhere else to ash. Sorry Ma I smoke a lot Ran my mouth too much and now I dirtied up my shoelaces So many clothes I stuffed em in my suitcases So many dirty clothes I had to stuff em in my suitcases (Intermission) I got some more clothes. Deg. I got some more socks and these hoodies... Just put these in the basket for me. Sorry you had to touch em n sh**. *Chuckles* (Verse 2: Eshé Bhairavi) Nike hoodie told me just do it So I stained some clothes and no one knew it Till my ex got on some bullsh** and covered them with fluid Yeah, karma stained my stained clothes And that's the way it goes now it's lesson learned I got my detergent. I'm arm and hammer ready Vomit on my sweater already, mom's spaghetti Because I'm scared of what the future holds The future might be clumsy I gotta wash this worry out and I'ma make it sudsy and... I'ma put it on the clothes line Shout out to the old school Nothing is like fresh air when you tryna clean the old you Catch me in the basement or Somewhere in the laundry mat Washing away memories that I don't want back And I apologize I should've said this earlier Excuse me for my dirty clothes I should've done them earlier but You know how life goes. It's very inconsiderate Yeah. It's very inconsiderate Yeah, so many dirty clothes I had to stuff em in my suitcases (4xs) Yeah. No, no, no, no. I need the..the detergent. The good one. Not that Extra. The Arm and Hammer! Yeah. And bring the shout and the bleach cuz I got a sh** ton of whites too. Yeah, and a toothbrush Naw. Oh, you got the little scrubby thing? Aw, the big one? Iight. Bring that sh** here too. Ok. Yeah. I'm about to do my laundry like right now. Okay. Fasho. Peace (Fade out)