This is a song about "Lean on me"

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Yeah you might laugh or call us staff but i'm not half mean cuz don't lean on nobody

But i spit so hard i make you motha fuckas lean

I be ahead of these niggas last king guillotine

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

Cools cuts, make his meat real lean

Guess they ran out of options

I'm drinking lean, committing sins

I spitting bars the metronome the money machine

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

Move to a city, get down with a scene, make a few friends, and lean on a dream

But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen

Y'all niggas want to be big time? stop with the sippin' lean,

As the chain swinglettin' shine, no sheenjust my dream

Clean time, lean fucking killing machine,

Where i'm from, if you ever seen what i seen