This is a song about "Lean and codean"

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

Clean time, lean fucking killing machine,

Nobody to lean on

That's word to my mom

Purple drank that gangsta lean

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

If i don’t make it, then somebody tell my son screen

Southern niggas, y'all think that we lean back when we sippin' lean,

Just before they seen my money in the green

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

We race foreign cars, custom models

Packing blunts, sipping lean in sty cups

Cools cuts, make his meat real lean

Exclusives, y'all never seen

People don't condone what they've never seen

Weed must be white house green see the lean