This is a song about "Mean phrases"

Spraying bullets when spittin phrases

Here i go again, falling in love

Brotha lynch may be mean

Girl cut up, got lean on lean

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

Only if ya know what i mean

The way i'm punching in these crazy phrases

Together all the timethought it was true love

"if you didn't be so mean

For thinking you clean

They said seven tracks, i said fifteen

Yeah fuck you he was so mean

Rubber sleeves, if you know what i mean?

Be the king, that was part of my dream

We never tattle, let god handle that

And i mean it (and i mean it)