This is a song about "My names cian and im pretty mean"

Problems stackin up, pretty soon im packin up

How can niggas blame us, i am not ashamed but

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

Im pretty sure you always break the bat

Cause im mean like 2 spirit

If it's right tonight, i might bite that

Fake rappers know who they are, and i ain’t saying names,

I got geechi on her, came back: a hundred chains

Because im a mean motherfucker and im not even joking,

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

Take it from my girlfriend, so pretty,

But five years from now i bet she see

And i wont stop rapping til' my names on every station

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

You, you, you have to pay for that

And i mean it (and i mean it)