This is a song about "Death drugs suicide money lean"

Thoughts from the balcony,double cup of lean

D.c. about to blow, we know cause we the guillotine

I've considerations of a vicious suicide

Shawty where your baton, racing through my mind like

Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round

Money drugs and women seem to be the only the the radio can play! (*white noise sound*)

It's roc nation, this my team

And i sip on the lean

I guess these major deals ain't all they seem

62 dreams, roll a date with some lean

Money, drugs, and power rule the world,

We left em a world that's cursed

I know your man ain't lovin you right

To help me commit suicide

Purple drank that gangsta lean

But i wear mine on my head, supreme