This is a song about "Mean gitls"

Snappin' necks since '05, ain't gotta prove shit

Talking reckless, i mean twisted

You mean the world to me,

Walk that body, talk that body

I really love my miami crew

I mean it doesn't explain you

Big hands if ya know what i mean

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

Exclusives, y'all never seen

Brotha lynch may be mean

I'm hella mean, i'm paula deen,

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

Its malcolm sex, things about to get mean

Bars crazy of course i'm living the dream

And i hang with wolves cause i'm an evil bastard

And i mean every motherfuckin word