This is a song about "I hate yung lean"

I hate the condescending

Your feedback ain't flexing

And fuck the radio for tellin' me to snap jam

If they hate, let 'em hate, i drop ya whole clan

Two kids shot while the whole block staringi will never understand this society, first they try

Will be very complicated who will lean on me the time i'm devastated jesus i

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

I spitting bars the metronome the money machine

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

And i sip on the lean

I don't want to grow up, i know that shit for a fact, nigga eighteen

I have no bight, or curse in any verse i keep it clean an lean, try to mean