This is a song about "Leanin"

Leanin'/ mentally getting numb by that purple potion

Swift-made switch blades made a big incision in him

I threw my pair on the lightpole because of him

Trackin' my movements, but i'm busy leanin'

Pussy motherfuckers leanin' like codeine fiends, he's mean,

And some of the stuff i tried to do they had never seen

So keep leanin' on my shit you critics, spit it, twist the lyrics,

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks