This is a song about "Lean and cod"

My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream

Thoughts from the balcony,double cup of lean

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

Catch me with cup full of lean

To dive so fast in the past and lean,

Bitches pursue me like a dream

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

And when we on that lean, we ain't fuckin' with the liquor

Clean time, lean fucking killing machine,

I get paper like i a mail box, seen

That's flyer than a wrestler, you don't want to mess with

My noxious raps lean you dudes with overdoses

Cools cuts, make his meat real lean

Exclusives, y'all never seen

Show ‘em how much they really mean

Weed must be white house green see the lean