This is a song about "Codeine lean"

I be ahead of these niggas last king guillotine

Y'all niggas want to be big time? stop with the sippin' lean,

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut

Codeine in my oj, call that liquid luck,

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

Sipping codeine with my tea, open up my third eye and see

On guitars no codeine in this resort we destroy

But not the numbers i makeload up that wild boy

Make the world see, for every mc that i see tryna steal flow

But i done did enough codeine to knock future into tomorrow

So you don't got to wonder what i got up on my team

I seen a lot of niggas change over weed and lean,

I got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

Southern niggas, y'all think that we lean back when we sippin' lean,

To dive so fast in the past and lean,

Cause no man's eyes should see what i've seen