This is a song about "Mean"

Its malcolm sex, things about to get mean

I live by the code: fuck bitches, love queen

And i mean it (and i mean it)

Don’t gotta shop, i ain't paying for shit

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

I’m lost without them, when they around i am charles sheen

Man this life is but a dream

"if you didn't be so mean

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

But im just playin, was that even mean?

And i mean every motherfuckin word

No rubber sole, hardwood bastard

Yeah fuck you he was so mean

And i put you on the team

When pac get high

Didn't mean to make you cry