This is a song about "Codeine lean"

Cools cuts, make his meat real lean

Then keep your change like an oink machine

Codeine in my oj, call that liquid luck,

He said you're better without him, i'm not the only fuck

My sim card's the bomb

Nobody to lean on

Now i was dreaming bout a deal at the age of thirteen

Pussy motherfuckers leanin' like codeine fiends, he's mean,

Packing blunts, sipping lean in sty cups

Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs

Be the king, that was part of my dream

To dive so fast in the past and lean,

Now it's 6 2's on closed curtains

I'm drinking lean, committing sins