This is a song about "Mars and lean"

And i sip on the lean

Exclusives, y'all never seen

Purple drank that gangsta lean

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

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

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

Nobody to lean on

My sim card's the bomb

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops

Verse 1: bruno mars still gayer than his juke box.

I'll never call you bitch again

Hold it down like lean and wood grain

As the chain swinglettin' shine, no sheenjust my dream

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

My chick riding shotgun, billie jean

Cools cuts, make his meat real lean