This is a song about "Mean phrases"

So now she picks up the gun

Mean it this time we're done.

Exclusives, y'all never seen

Maybe cuz her dad used to be mean

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

So the pen i picked ona basis just writing phrases,

Ships that sail to distant places

The floor with your phrases,

Don’t want nothing from a nigga; he all kinds of lame

Adopting his cash phrases from little wayne/

And i mean it (and i mean it)

Yeah see i let my nigga hit that

My chick riding shotgun, billie jean

Its malcolm sex, things about to get mean

Cause no man's eyes should see what i've seen

Only if ya know what i mean