This is a song about "Bernie lean"

The homies wanna kick it, but i'm just laughin at cha

Lean to the left/ lean to the right/ let's start a dance song tonight/ nah/

Cools cuts, make his meat real lean

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

Thoughts from the balcony,double cup of lean

Nobody to lean on

That's word to my mom

Catch me out in barcelona, reading chomsky, feeling lean

If i don’t make it, then somebody tell my son screen

I'm drinking lean, committing sins

And god blessed me with a lot of patience

Cools cuts, make his meat real lean

And i put you on the team

And if u tryna sip then u kno i got the lean

To win today would just seem like a lavish dream