This is a song about "Mean and rymes"

Tie titanium around their neck and watch em panic

When a niggah said your dismissed and you suck a mean dick

And i don't mean to be blunt but there's some other shit

You never play with young boys cause they never private

And i mean it (and i mean it)

That's when you know you doing shit

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

And i hope for a future, but now i’m mean and cold

I'm peaceful nigga that don't mean i can't get mean and just bitch up

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

The mean streets, water flows through vessels, and relationships,

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Fourth quarter, that sack; fourth ward in all black

And i mean it so need to modify on that

Ain't no nigga touching my style, it got a force field

These rappers are animals and im about to have a mean feast