This is a song about "I hate yung lean"

I hate all yall, i hate law and hate the great lakes

And i don't take these bitches out, i make pajama dates

A lion in form, matt leinart when firing the ball

I don't lean to alcohol yeah my life was bad and all.

I rep yung bloods/ yeah dey get it right/ bez close yah eyes/ cuz my fame is bright/

Period gonei'm off the hook like cordless phonesmy identity so right

Low income no bills getting paid

Golly wolly i, still hear the hate

I hate it and i hate you,

Tinted out, you ain't seeing through

But i spit so hard i make you motha fuckas lean

Niggas hating but i love them even though they trying to scheme

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

And some of the stuff i tried to do they had never seen