This is a song about "Money lean and weed"

I’m way harder than the concrete

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

People leaned to shoulder devils, sippin' lean, smokin' weed,

Livin' off ya dreams like christina uh-milian in the front seat

Sold sega games, his cousin sold crack

Smoking weed and listening to rap

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

Pussy, money weed is the current policy

Aimin' at them skin headed bitches let it rain

Hold it down like lean and wood grain

All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/

They get mad when i lay up in the porsche box

I guess these major deals ain't all they seem

To dive so fast in the past and lean,

And methodists got money, baptists suck, roll the weed,

Faith, all you need is the size of a mustard seed