This is a song about "Lean and codean"

Thoughts from the balcony,double cup of lean

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

Then lost my faith again

Hold it down like lean and wood grain

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

I show her off, i stunt with her, we do it sweet, they look bitter

Clean time, lean fucking killing machine,

Show ‘em how much they really mean

I got a dollar and a dream

Cools cuts, make his meat real lean

Nobody to lean on

As: can’t wait to pork your mom

To dive so fast in the past and lean,

I'm the head coach of the team

Your developmental league don’t see a team

And if u tryna sip then u kno i got the lean